He wet a finger and began teasing my shaved ass, directing his efforts on my needy rosebud. (Was he reading my mind, or did he look in my travel bag?)...This only made me spread wider for him, letting him know in no uncertain terms I was most receptive. His finger pushed against my sphincter, which yielded and welcomed his entry. He found my male pleasure center and massaged it in concert with his oral motions. At this point I was the picture of a totally-yielded male - back arched, head back,. "Hi mom." Hey sweetie. Did you sleep well? I know you usually have troublesleeping in hotels."As her mother was buttoning her blouse, Chrissy climbed into a chairand folded one of her legs under her, with the other leg dangling, in avery girlish pose. "I feel great, mom. It was actually the best sleepI've had in a long time. Maybe it's because I was so worn out fromyesterday."Barbara looked at her pretend daughter and smiled. She actually washaving trouble thinking of Chrissy as her son. He was. Two more buttons and it slid to the floor, leaving her standing clad only in brassière and knickers.Father Reilly gazed at this vision, so different from the pregnant Gertrude of his last visit, and wondered exactly how he had been so lucky as to be given this young woman as a plaything. He quickly undressed, leaving his clothes strewn about the floor. While he did so, Molly stood still and allowed him to look time and again at the slim bellied body which would soon be his toy, to fuck, to. I just wasn't aware how deep and dark my dreams were....and how they could became true......when opportunity rises.I am six three, slim but muscular, from my years of martial arts training, I have a long, dark blond hair even in my late forties, and trimmed beard and mustache... And girls and boys find me attractive. Yes, I am bisexual. And as much I prefer girls, I never passed a beautiful, young boy when he showed that he is attracted to me.As it was planned that I spend a year on a project,.