It was Erica, he assumed, coming in. He didn't turn around."Well done," he heard Erica's voice say. "You do seem to be getting the idea." He was begin...ing to be wary when she praised him — it usually meant that something more difficult was about to be introduced. "Now keep still."George stood motionless as he felt Erica pull a rubber hood over his head. She smoothed it carefully into place and pulled up the zip at the back. The scent of the rubber filled his nostrils as the rubber stretched. As he began to push harder, I grabbed his pumping cock with one hand to try to keep it out of my throat… My tiny fingers barely held the slippery flesh. He was so incredibly fat, I thought. He grunted as he began to pump more forcefully. Soon his fleshy tube was fucking my face with a fury. I felt my head being pounded back into the pillow with each powerful thrust. He was now bellowing obscenities, oh yesss youre a great little cock sucker, take all of me…suck my cock Princess, oh yeaaaaa…I. More couples and single men and women showed up as the morning turned into afternoon. There was a dance of sex all about us as I began to understand the steps. Any man or woman alone on a blanket alone and sitting up could be approached. Women approached single men more rarely but it happened. Kissing and genital fondling was acceptable but for anything else there was a steady progression to behind the dunes. There was this one man with a terrific body and a very nice cock that seemed. He assured me that these guys were rotten tossers, though; and I have learned to trust his judgment on the subject of rotten tossers. Plus, I DID promise you a suicide charge in return. Except this one was just to disarm you and get that helmet off your head if they had to use a blowtorch. So, I guess I HAVE sunk to your level now.” She thought for a long puff. “I wouldn’t call that a victory if I were you. I’ve sunk lower, and I will again.”“But how’d you control them?” Whyte asked with a puff.