I freshened up and came out. The room was pretty beautiful and the most attracting was its scratched glass bathroom.I came out and unpacked my things,...oh no every thing was wet what would I wear at night? Was the big question then. Emma peeked out of the bathroom and said, “ ask for a bathrobe”. I called up receptionist and asked, “Can we get a pair of bathrobe?”“Sorry sir, all of them have gone for washing”.“No bathrobes”.“What? oh no”.I put all my things to dry, undressed and went to sleep. I thought it my turn to show him some oral pleasure. As I moved to get between his legs, he said I can jerk off you don't need to suck me. He also said to me: no one has ever been able to suck me off. It was then I got a look at his 7.5 inches THICK cut cock for the first time. This Hot muscle stud had the thickest cock I've ever seen. Maybe I was staring too much, but he commented I'll just jerk it off. It was then I realized just how thick his cook was, his cock was as thick as it was long.. “You shit!” he cried. “What did you do that for?” “So that I can do this.” I opened his legs wider and lowered my head between them, sucking his rough balls into my mouth and rolling them around my tongue. “Fuck!” he cried. “That’s so fucking hot!” Warm drops of precum dripped onto my face as I sucked his balls. Feeling bold, I used my hands to push his thighs even further apart and slid my finger along his buttcrack. He stiffened. “Hey, what are you doing?” he cried. I smiled,. For a moment the guilt returned. But I'm not using him now, she thought, desperately trying to convince herself that the lewd sensations flickering through her body meant nothing. We're friends! That's all, just friends!The rationalizing thought kept pounding through her mind--and then was gone--as Martin slowly lifted his arms, positioning his hands at the fullness of her quivering breasts. He cupped their firmness with his large palms and fingers, prodding at them as they stood quivering.