”“Are there many men like that here?” I asked and he chortled.“Look around you.” He gestured with his arms. “It’s not yet lunchtime and ...here are what, about twenty single guys in here? And they’re all spending. Look out there to the beach. Almost all the white women are with a black guy; it’s what the whole economy of this place is built on, cuckolding. Before cuckolding became an international past time, we were a poor island, relying on exports of tropical fruits or our famous banana rum.. I scooped up my bag, grabbed my keys and flew out the door. ‘Morning darls, so sorry I’m late.’ I gave Meg a big hug and a kiss. We’d been friends for years. ‘Thought I was going to have to share my news with the waitress’, she beamed at me. I looked at her puzzled. ‘Valentines is around the corner so my dearest sweetheart bought two tickets to the Cayman Islands! Can you believe it?’ ‘Wow, that’s awesome.’ I was very pleased for her. ‘So what have you two got planned?’ ‘Oh, just the usual –. You add that I had better start saving fast because you are going to take me out shopping as soon as possible to buy me my own sexy undies, corsets and stockings. My swelling member betrays how I hang on your words and the images they create.You also tell me that every time I visit you from now on I must change into female clothing immediately and that if you ever catch me, anywhere or any time, not wearing feminine undies you will tell everyone our secret. I shiver at your threat, knowing you. Soon Colin wasmoving faster with no assistance."This stiff little cock shows how much you're enjoying yourself," saidNick, taking hold of the boy's cock and squeezing it hard."Does it still hurt?" asked Ross."Yes Dad. It hurts like hell," replied Colin through gritted teeth."But you're still hard," said Ross."I know. I'm weird," said Colin."No, not weird," said Nick who was now thrusting up into Colin's hole eachtime the boy lowered himself. "Just someone who enjoys being sexuallyabused."Colin.