"She smiled lovingly. "You don't look like one. To me you're my strong, handsome love." Couple of soppy dates if you ask me," Mark chuckled. Turning s...rious he asked, "Have you spoken to Charles Fitzmaurice yet?" No, darling. I'm sorry. What with our 'discussion' earlier and then getting waylaid by Mummy when I went to change I haven't had time." No worry but I shouldn't leave it too long. If he won't have Serena and me on his table I'm going to have to find somewhere else." I'll do it. Having not made any reservations, I knew there would be a chance that there were no rooms available. The two female attendants behind the counter were busy with paperwork. I approached the counter and politely interrupted them. “Good evening ladies,” I started, “I’d like a room for the weekend.” Both figures looked up. The dark skinned lady responded. “Sir, if you give me a minute I will be happy to assist you,” she said in a thick Jamaican accent. Her nametag identified her as “Arlene C.” A. Then she strolled across conscious of the gaze of the waiting drivers and swayed her hips. She had only recently learned how to make her walk a rolling swaying eye popping swing from side to side.She tried not to grin, as she noticed the ogling drivers.Across the lights she passed a few parked cars and then she was entering the pedestrian area. It was 2pm and the mall was crowded. Even so she noticed the stir, the swirl of movement as men turned and looked. Others looked to see what had caused. I hadn’t masturbated that much since I was a teenager, but I was soon masturbating every time I read those stories or watched the videos.The big cocks and my cuckold fantasies soon became an obsession, and I was turned on by everything the cuckolds did, even the thought of sucking those big cocks. I searched the internet to find pictures of men with big cocks, and copied them to my computer, and I also started collecting cuckold stories. I couldn’t tell Megan about my obsession, but she noticed.