I strolled down to the pick up point only a couple of hundred metres from the hotel and thought I was being selfish going out and leaving my wife in t...e room alone not feeling well.I got to the shop and explained that my wife was ill and tried to get some sort of refund for us not going (more chance of finding rocking horse shit) so after an argument I decided I wasn’t going to get anywhere and just told them I would leave a bad review and left to return to the hotel.Now all this couldn’t of. He was completely shaved clean except for his head and, he would remain that way for our time together. I released his hands and allowed him to explore his newly smooth body. I came back in and put a leather cock ring around the base of his cock. It was John’s, and It pleased me to give it to Brian.“This ring is to show that this cock belongs to me, only I can say when it comes when it is touched, when it urinates. Do you understand?" Yes, Miss."I started Brian off slow; he would come over for. "Get up, Becky. Le's do this one doggy... I wanna grab some o' that ass while I fuck you this time..."I smiled up at him and did as he commanded, wiggling my bare, white ass up at him. He knelt behind me and I reached between my legs. I spread my pussy lips for him and he worked his swollen cockhead into me a second time. With long, easy strokes he started to fuck me, deeper and deeper, slowly speeding up as well. With all that stimulation, my cunt walls were pretty tender, and it didn't. It's just the way it is." But what do they do?" I asked, confused. "I mean, what do they do? To uhm ... you know ... ejaculate?"She chuckled and made the universal hand gesture for jerking off. "They jack it. With a few good tugs and a nudie magazine or sometimes just a vivid imagination, they blow their load all over themselves. Trust me, Hon, you'll never learn to give a better hand job than a man can give himself. They get too much practice. When the time comes do yourself a favor and focus.