Stacey came into the room with a see through nightdress on, breakfast tray in her hand and stopped dead when she saw Jessica in the bed. Hi Jess.. Wha... are you doing up so early? Jessica laughed at her and said… Mom, Who the hell could sleep with you two noisy shits fucking all night! Stacey laughed and said. Sorry Hon, We didn’t men to keep you awake. Stacey put the tray down on my pay. My cock was rock hard and she immediately noticed it. She looked at me, then at Jessica, smiled and said,. I will admit I wanted him in me. I put on my beach coat, and we left. Some fool clapped as we did. Wouldn't you know it? We got the same cab driver who brought me here. The ride back to the ship was enjoyable, as the driver waited until Chet was looking out the side window. He looked at me in his rearview mirror, opened his hands on the steering wheel with his fingers in the air about ten inches apart, and winked. How he knew the size of Chet's cock I will never know, but it was interesting. He. She moaned lightly as his hands reached beneath her top and massaged her breasts. Her legs parted instinctively as he explored beneath her laced briefs. She glanced into the mirror above them and studied the immense contrast between her petit body against his naked Adonis form. Soon her clothing laid in a crumpled pile beside the bed. The room was hot and steamy, and their body glistened with moisture. He stood in front of her, held her hands above her head, and told her to kneel down. As she. "Anything else I can do for you, Mr..." I glanced at his card as I handed it back to him, "Bradford Walters?" Using the full name was a major breach of company courtesy policies, but no one else could hear me. It was also a hint for him to start a conversation."It's Brad," he said. "No, nothing else. I'm really just here to get a present for my special girl."Oh shit, oh shit, oh fucking, fucking shit! I'd been on my feet all day. Sales had been good but there'd been no suitable candidate to.