" The warm, rich scent of maple syrup flooded her nostrils. "Open, please, my little sweet one." She opened her mouth and he put in a bit of light, fl...ffy pancake soaked in warm syrup. Again, it was exquisite. "I bring my own syrup. This is a fine hotel but you can't count on them having real Vermont Maple. Open again, please." Another bite. She chewed slowly. Then she felt the pricking and slicing on her bottom. The burning spread a bit. It wasn't painful, just noticeable. "Open again,. Okay, I was thinking of having someone fly me on this one since I have work to do, but I guess I can do it." We don't have anyone to fly you right now as the boss is getting ready to go on his sailing adventure. Like he says, we always need pilots." I'll go get some clothes packed and be out there in about two hours. We'll leave as soon as I can get there."I asked Wanda to get everything together so I could bring it with me via my laptop. She said she had the Dakota stuff ready and would get. I just wondered, well… are you and Fiona still dating?” Man, what an awkward question that was. Carefully, he said, “No idea, really. She doesn’t seem all that interested in me, but… okay, I gotta admit, this is a weird conversation. Maybe I’m just old-fashioned but, is it normal to ask something like that these days?” “Ummm,” came her voice over the phone, sounding as if she were hedging. “Maybe not. But I noticed that she’d stopped calling you all the time and I think you guys only dated once. She'd never heard the distinct plop! as the huge pole of flesh left her yawning ass hole.The only thing she heard was the buzz inside her skull.A pale trickle of sperm oozed from the orifice between her round and swollen ass cheeks. It was pushed out by the constant constrictions of her well-fucked ass. A sheen of sweat covered her body.From her throat a low-pitched gurgling rose.Then a slim, chocolate colored foot in transparent, high-heeled sandals kicked the fallen woman in her thighs. The.