“It’s alright…I kinda like it, you have a nice dick Don.” Don, half petrified. Of course he had been visible from the roof and a camera might have seen everything he did. They’d met in the hotel bar. He warned his friend. The jump from thinking about sex with another man and doing it was a giant leap. It was gigantic. * * Sunday morning 10:04 * *
There was no alarm in the room where Katie and Don slept. The strange thing was Don’s hips were raised, his eyes were closed and he was aiming his cock at his bedroom door. It included two external cameras, one covered the back yard and pool. There were other, more suggestive things too. As he looked around the room Marty Balin and Grace Slick sang ‘Miracles’. It was a gratifying cum but it only served to calm him for the moment. “They’re on the roof. Tim was breathing heavily and he shifted to get more comfortable.
