She just sat there simply giving out light moans. Maybe she was also slightly enjoying it. Her shirt became so wet that her black bra cups were almost...visible through the shirt.I asked her to take off her shirt and lie down flat on the bed. With a small grin, she said, “You do it”. It was as if I got the key to a bank vault. I just pulled off her shirt and threw it away. I took off my shirt also. She was lying on the bed in her bra and shorts. I was lying over in my shorts.I still couldn’t. “Let’s go into the bedroom. Carmen can make the rules.”In the bedroom Carmen took control. ‘Sit there Zena,” she said pointing to a chair in the corner. “Take your clothes off though. We want to see you. Don’t we Ron?”Zena stood before them and with great aplomb and obvious practice, slowly and deliberately undressed, chatting the whole time.“This jacket came from Bond Street, this skirt came from Paris, blouse from Milan,” and so it went. All the time Ron watching appreciatively and surprised. Holy mackerel, I had no choice and agreed, not knowing whether it was real or fake. I promised to stay in the cabin during the passage and he took my luggage and ushered me into his quarters. He showed up after our arrival in Tangier, about half an hour later with a few sandwiches and we had a few stiff drinks from his cooler in his cabin. Then he demanded his payment.We both undressed and I could see his huge cock and what I was to expect. He had me sit on a big leather chair, unzipped his. " I acted for a moment but then he saw my erection and told me "then why are you getting horny". He then came closer and pulled my underwear down. Thats when i told him "ohk ohk bro sorry you got me by surprise i know what Aaron told you" he took then sat on the bed and said "then start your work you slut. Let me show you how good i can fuck you bitch." I first sat on his lap and started and we first started to kiss, and then he went down to my nipples and squeezed them really good i moaned and.