"You are a slut, that's for sure, but an A grade slut" he said while lifting her leg even higher and fucking her wide spread crotch."Now slut. This is...'t just a back alley fuck. You need to learn more". He pulled his veiny, slimy cock out and admired sluts gaping cunt. He the took her hand and started leading further to the alley. At the end there was an opening to pub's backyard porch with middle-aged men. "Here me! She's a slut in training. I'm showing here what she is. Watch and enjoy" he. I pulled it from my mouth, and in spite of the danger I felt from choking, it was less than half wet! Still a little hazy from the weed, I decided to lick it like a popsicle, down the underside, nibbling gently until I got to his nuts, Almost the size of an egg, hairless, encased in crinkly black skin, I sucked one into my mouth, massaging it with my tongue until I heard him moan. I looked up, past his shaft, to see that great toothy smile. “I see we have some experience suckin cock, girl!” he. My nap lasted longer than planned, but all that meant was that I was well rested and ready for a full day of sight-seeing! I bought a Polaroid camera before we left California to perfectly capture the best parts of the excursion. The girls were not impressed. Haters. This camera is going to document our entire trip, they’ll have to learn to love it.We left the Airbnb and let our feet be our guide. Madrid is huge, we’d find something in no time. The city has so much history. I’ve been here a few. I clearly passed his scrutiny and was ushered up to their suite where I was introduced to Kirstie; a petite woman with a faded evidence of good looks in her prime but having worn well for what I guessed was someone in her late seventies or early eighties. Given Stan’s obvious liberty with his age this came as no surprise to me and anyway knocking a few years off ones age is a common device in the swinging worldA slightly awkward conversation followed hampered by Kirstie’s significant hearing.