A rock hard golden dick sprung out making a perfect 90 degree in air. I again asked “ Do you like it?”. He grinned. His left hand reached my shaft...of the dick. He said it was bigger. I asked him “ Is it bigger than yours..!”. He said its bigger than his daddy’s. He cupped my shaved balls. He was now pumping my dick softly. Tilting my head, I asked him “ Is that all you love? do you really like it”. He said “No. I like it . I love it!”. Saying that he kissed my dick 4 times, igniting the fire. Bill and I were in the main cabin where the seats turned into beds and Brian and Joan had a cabin at the back which was all bed and no room to change so they were in the main cabin with us stripping off for bed. Bill and I demurely kept ourselves covered but the other two stripped off but kept their backs to us, but that did not stop occasional flashes, that we could not help but see, of Joan’s petite breasts and Brian’s black penis.We slept until lunchtime and when we woke the sun was high and. " I know that," he sighed. "Hell, I've done it before. The problem is that this time, I'd like to make it a surprise to Emily. Maybe give it to her for Christmas. That means I couldn't do it out in the garage."Jason smiled, seeing the problem. "That means not only are you looking for a place to do it, but you're looking for an excuse to be away enough to get it done." Right. I mean, I'd tell Emily what was coming down, but if I do it I've put myself under a deadline, and I'll catch hell if. They whispered in each other's ears and smiled at him. They looked very pleased to see the man who had opened his emotions up to them by way of his fiction. They knew he could not write such fantasy if he did not relish the thought of being in the position of his fictional characters.He was introduced to them one by one; proof-readers, sub-editors, illustrators etc. Each woman seemed to know her responsibility 'de rigueur' and they were all so openly assertive in their manner. He loved this, he.