Disregard? Maybe. I wasn't sure. Could it be an ambush? Why not. Could hiswords be sincere? I would like to believe.Maybe it's the relevant moment to ...ell more about my father. He was justanother person in my preschool years. We were playing together, he wastelling me various stories, he was reading me stories for goodnight and wewere happy. Then was an abrupt change of everything between us. I didn'tknow what caused this change. It happened about that time when I'd said mymother I'd prefer to. My hands pulled at the elastic waist of the pants and tucked it under the massive fleshy sack that was his balls. There it was. Holy fuck.In internet videos, black guys are always well endowed, it's a turn on. Ian wasn't actually that big, a bit bigger in length than me, what made me gasp was the thickness. My God, it was almost the same girth as my wrist! (Granted, I am skinny and my wrists aren't huge lol) To top it off, he was totally hairless. His glistening balls looked SO gorgeous,. I found them extra exciting but I never thought I will meet someone with such experience. To be honest, I even envied her. I never had any sexual desires to my own mum, but if my mother would look as attractive as hers, damn I would have. I started to think about the evening in sauna. The troubles I had keeping my dick not hard. I can’t say soft, it was never completely soft that evening. Then I remembered Pedro’s expressions when he was checking out Bella. He still wants to fuck her. Oh,. Many mirrors on the walls and even in the ceiling give a view from different angles. Men are so easily aroused by visual cues!) Our ritual in the hotel is the following: I start running the water for a bubble bath. Then I sit on his lap and we French kiss, during which we slowly undress each other. We have our hands all over each other’s body. Jackets, necktie, shirt, blouse, shoes, skirt, socks, stockings, trousers, come off one after one in that order. Finally, we only wear our pants (mine.