We chatted quite a bit on our journey and she opened up telling me what her hopes were for the weekend - basically she hoped to win and had given noth...ng else any consideration.After a two hour journey we arrived at the hotel which was 5 * with a large car park that was chock a block. However we managed to find a space. By this time it was 10.45 pm, never mind we will be in our rooms soon and able to have a bath/ shower and relax before going to sleep. As we went through the entrance we were. She is proffering me a tumbler of whisky, and, as Ireach out to take it I look up into her plump pretty face and whisper,"Thank you." Your welcome honey," she smiles back, her heavily made up face and punkbottle-blonde, pink and blue streaked wig make her look sexy in a'street whore' kind of way. Her heavily eye-shadowed and mascaraed eyesgleam in the darkened cell.Charlotte pulls up a chair and sits directly in front of me offering adrink to Carmel and accepting a lighted cigarette in return.. .... Slowly she untucked and unbuttoned her sheer grey/blue silk blouse and let hang. "Take it off". He commanded.She removed the blouse, revealing rather large breasts protruding from her light blue bra, looking into his eyes.He sat there with his legs now spread in his $3,000 suit, completely confident and relaxed. Unable to read his face she was not sure he was satisfied with what he saw but she wanted the apartment in the hotel so badly she could taste it. She was willing to do quite a bit. She hadn’t bothered to adopt the confirmed naturist contortions to get every millimetre ofskin evenly tanned. I have studied the female form since I can remember and even with the smorgasbord of wobbles I could still detect the magic darker tone of her anal cavity. I wriggled down the bed and spread her arse, my eager face inches away.“Now no more farts Gran,” I warned her in a friendly manner.“Gerron with it Jim for fucks sake,” she nagged me pleasantly.I glanced up towards her silver grey.