“Whatever,” Blake allowed as he slipped over on the bed to make room for Sarah. He made sure he gave her more than half the bed, so she would have...space. Sarah slipped into the bed and shifted so she was close to Blake. She faced her longtime friend.“Do you think our dads are OK out in this?” Sarah asked.“I am sure they’re fine,” Blake promised. “My dad knows his way in the back country. The two of them are probably holed up with the backpackers at that cabin near Halfway Lake.”“I hope so,”. Our eyes met once again at a distance.The music was recorded and was Sinatra singing. “In the Wee Small Hours of the Morning” very softly in the background. You could almost imagine him singing it right there in this beautiful, rich bar. He always described himself as a Saloon Singer, and indeed this opulent setting would have been perfect.I had started my second drink when I asked the barman for directions to the Ladies’ room. He indicated the direction with a gesture of his head. “Just down. ? Not even my previous girlfriends had done that for me.She could see the excitement in my eyes because she gave me a seductive smile. "You'd like that, wouldn't you, Daddy?" Oh god yes, Kimmy," I breathed."After breakfast then," she said. "I'm going to make you feel really really really good." Then let's eat!" I said enthusiastically."Just a second," she told me. She rocked her hips forward, and I felt my engorged member entering her. I groaned at the sensation. Kimmy wrapped her legs around. "Right on cue." She mumbled, then turned around. She could see allot more features in his face, the brown eyes, the dark brown hair, and was almost tempted to comment about the amount of cologne he was using, before shaking her head. "No. I'm fine. Thank you." She said, and started to walk off. Rounding the corner, Jamie picked up a bottle of wine that she knew was rather pleasing to the pallete, and was reading the label, before it was plucked out of her hands."You know. Little kids shouldn't.
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