Her pleasure was to be told what to do, what to wear and have herself shown off, like a trophy, but a slutty trophy.The fact that we are both Dutch me...ting in a predominately American chat-room naturally pushed us together. We chatted for several days and the conversation drifted to her wanting to be exposed. At that time, it was about two in the afternoon, I suggested we'd meet that day. She agreed and we decided to meet up at a highway restaurant. As part of the arrangement, I told her to. .When we got back to his room, he continued to control me.He ordered me to undress him. I started unbuttoning his shirt, unzipping his pants and finally pulling down his boxers.He stood before me totally naked. His dark cock, still not fully erect, was thickest than my loving husbands…He rocked his hips slightly making his dick swing from side to side.I just kneeled before him and pulled his cock head into my mouth. It was too thick and I could barely put it in. Instead, I ran my tongue around. Obviously, Vito and her mom were in bed doing their version of "Stairway to the Stars." It didn't take much guessing to figure out that her mom's entertainment was a lot like hers.JoAnne only felt a sense of envy for her mom when she peaked around the corner and saw Vito head for the bathroom. He wasn't tall, maybe five-eight, but was hung like none of her boyfriends with balls the size of golf balls. JoAnne thought a couple of her boyfriends like Phil and Jordy were big, but neither could. By the end of July we'd furnished the house with everything we needed; if you've ever been connected to the military in any way, you know that you're only allowed to take so much from place to place. My parents spent a lot of money furnishing the house the way they wanted it, and I got a new bedroom set: a four poster bed, with a matching dresser, chest of drawers and all new linen. I also had my own private bathroom, which was definitely an unaccustomed luxury.I used my free time that summer.