I suck it, running my tongue around the tip, and using it to feel all the exposed veins. But I don’t hear a single moan, which surprised me a bit, a...d the bitter salty cum that was my dad’s tasted different somehow, a sweeter, muskier, tangier pre-cum now. Before I have anymore time to analyze, the cock is taken away and I feel it at my hole. Rubbing, poking, and teasing at my gaping hole, I moaned pushing against the restraints to get that cock inside me. My dad roughly says, “You want this. " I returned. I then came down again, *THWAP!* and again on the other breast, *THWAP!* Then again, and again untill her breast were nice and red. I had fun watching her arc back and lunge forward just to arch back. Her facial expressions changed between pain, pleasure, and hatred. I had stopped because my arm had became tired and I wanted to try something else. Earlier while I was making the food I had an Idea run though my head and I wanted to try it out. I headed up the stairs. “Now dont you. It isn’t long before you feel someone’s ass grinding against your back. Hoping it’s not some dude, you turn around and notice a little brunette facing away from you, dancing as her friends giggle. She’s wearing a sparkly silver minidress and has her long hair pulled up and pinned behind her neck, leaving a couple locks framing her face. ‘This should be fun,’ you think to yourself as you put your hand on her hip without saying a word. The girl plays along, her butt pushing against you as you. The quizzical look on my face prompted her reply:"Envious? Was your masseuse not young?" she giggled.When I told her that the attendants in the men's bath are all male and quite bulky she laughed and said "Tough luck for you."While our banter was continuing we walked back towards the Hagia Sophia. Passing by a restaurant we felt hungry so we walked in and ordered a nice dinner with a caraffe of wine. The food was good, the conversation was fun, and a second and third caraffe of wine made their.