I was filling very tipsy. I guy PM'ed me and ask if I wanted to chat withhim, I except and we chatted for about an hour. He told me he was fillinghorn... that night and wanted to know if I would like for him to come overto my hotel room. I really didn't know what to say. I was so scared. Butafter chatting with him some more I was so horny I said that I did wanthim to come over. As soon as he showed up, he started telling me how sexyI looked. He was kissing and touching me in all of the right. She laughed, "Only if you say 'please aunt Rachel, let go of my cock'."I wanted to say no, to stand up to her, but it was so intense, I grittedmy teeth hard in a protest of silence, she grinned and began to rub it ina masturbating fashion. I squealed again, "Please aunt Rachel, let.....goof my....cock." She did, and I panted in relief.It was strange, it was like I couldn't cum, and wouldn't, as if I wasbecoming too young. I looked down as the last traces of pubic hair fadedand my penis began to. As we stepped out of the shower, the lads came into the bathroom to shower themselves as Sarah and I toweled each other dry. Returning to the bedroom feeling refreshed after the earlier activity I knew there was more to come, I lay on the bed and immediately Sarah had her head between my legs tenderly licking and sucking my whole pussy area as only a woman would know how to, within seconds my juices were flooding and the orgasms came thick and fast as I held her head and pulled her face harder. ” But the divorce had shaken his confidence. The demise of his marriage was no doubt mutual, but it was his ex-wife’s affair with a co-worker that had lit the fuse. At some level he wondered if he was attractive enough, or sexy enough. Hence the personal trainer. And showing up five days a week had a discernable visual impact in just ten weeks. It helped with his confidence as well, and he tried out online dating with some success. He had, however, become obsessed with Jessica. It was.