“Stop!” ordered Sharifa.The Rolls came to an abrupt halt and Sharifa and rolled down the window. “Dan!” she shouted as she spied Dan Walton le...ving the bar, just as she had expected.When he heard the voice calling Dan turned and was surprised to see Sharifa in her Rolls.“Get in,” she said after opening the door.“What are you doing here? Your Highness.”“I was just out for a drive,” lied Sharifa. The truth was that she had learned that while Dan Walton was a brilliant Professor one of his. .." He stopped me short again by saying "You may not be gay but that cock is curious." Only then did I realize my cock was so hard it ached and it had found its way out from under the towel that had covered it earlier. He moved to the right placing one large tree trunk on either side of me and there I sat staring at the biggest cock I had ever laid eyes on only inches from my face. My hand had a mind of its own by that point and reached for his cock. I could feel his pulse as my fingers closed. "Take it, daddy!" I said excitedly. He reached over and got the lube and squirted some in his palm. I then turned and took some lube on my fingertips and, pulling my thong aside, began to work a couple of fingers in and out of my tight love button while he watched and jerked his engorged cock with his lubed up hand. He then pulled my hand away from my ass, and with one hand on my left ass cheek and the other one guiding his penis, he prepared to penetrate me. As I felt the head push against my. Still, I felt an obligation to tell my girlfriend SOMETHING. In the end, I just answered her original question. "Uh, yeah, we sleep together sometimes." I suddenly felt like a cowardly piece of shit.We resumed our silent cuddling and caressing, but I was still feeling a little tense. I sensed Mia had more on her mind, but when the next five or six minutes passed, I began to relax."Brody?" Yeah?" Do you ... do you ever have ... fantasies?" Her voice was unsteady. "You know, sexual fantasies?"I.