On the drive home, I am constantly thinking of how and when I can fulfill my promise to Cindy, or how I will explain it to her. I really do not want t... disappoint her. I do feel guilty that I did not get her bicycle today. The one thing I cannot do is make more time. I received the same amount of time as everyone else, the indeterminate amount given to us by the universe. I will live it the same, just like everyone else trying to do the best I can with every second.I am fortunate, that my time. He picked the phone, and the spa was made available to the four ladies, whenever it was convenient for them. All they had to do was show up, downstairs. I guess American Express wasn't lying, when they said, "Membership has its Privileges."After the girls freshened up and left for their pampering, I called Mr. Bell to check in. "Hey, Boy!" he said, "How are things at Disney?" Ok. How did you know?" I suspected but wanted to hear it for myself."We monitor your cards to make sure the number is. He obviously hadn't known what Matt was going to do. In that instant I said, "Why the fuck not!" I stood up and said, "Come on Al, let's go to your place and see what happens."What happened was that Al was indeed full of cum up to his ears and he had a nice big fat hose to spray it out with. We probably only managed to drain it down to chest level before I had to go home and start fixing Harold's super, but in the two hours that we bounced around on that bed I had more orgasm's than I'd had in. It was like a trigger I just couldn’t help myself “yess I would god I need to fuck you now” “ohh yes please fuck your little slut tell me what you want me to do darling I will do anything you ask I promise please lets be bad together lets share our dirty randy little secret” How do these things happen it was amazing we both came together screaming obscenities me calling her my little whore wife and her begging me to shoot hot spunk up her juicy cunt. I think we were both a bit breathless and.