He’d left the door open. Gay sex You want more?”“I want all of it.”And Mojo got all of it from the British pilot, in Mojo’s hotel room. Above you. The room was crowded, as the black Nigerian, who homebased and played in Tangier, had a reputation as both a musician and a massive top, and Philips filled the room all by himself. The Danish soldier was standing down there and looking up. “But you mentioned a Knud somebody or other. He’s choice. He’s choice but I want the choicest. Mojo had joyously manhandled the smaller man, stuffed the biggest cock Collen had ever taken inside him, and fucked the hell out of him.The big black was still half hard. Collen whimpered and started to draw up into himself as he watched Mojo smoothing another condom on his cock in the bathroom. This was a good beach for it, because there were rock formations at the edges of the beach with sand-based alcoves behind them, where privacy for intimacy was possible.As Collen finished reading a chapter of his book and rolled over on his belly on the towel, stripping off his Speedo to encourage building on his “all-over” tan, he decided to get some shuteye and to conjure up in his fantasies a Turkish
