I did not want to move for fear that this magical moment would end. “Stand up.” Sarah whispered again, breaking the spell. As I stood, Sarah held ...nto my arm for fear that we would lose each other in the fog. The footing was unstable, and the rocks were slippery wet from the mist. I had no sense of direction. The sounds of the ocean encircled me. I became disoriented. I was only conscious of Sarah holding my arm and the cool, wet air on my stiff shaft as it waggled in the fog. As Sarah. Then, pulling his knob out he told me to take a deep breath, before reinserting his cock all the way again. Duane began counting as he firmly held my head. After getting to ten he could sense my need for fresh air. He then pulled his dick out and allowed me fresh air. Shortly, he began his next incursion.“Let’s go for fifteen,” I heard him say before the counting again began. At fifteen he repeated his former ritual setting the next benchmark at twenty. Then twenty-five followed, after which. Sexy outfitsand celebrity impersonators were everywhere. The lightsdimmed and the show began. Cher sung a couple of songsand she was followed by Whitney Houston. The acts wereamazing. It was impossible to tell the differencebetween the acts and the real thing.Danea excused herself to use the restroom while Icontinued to watch the show. She came back with Cher onher arm.“We have an idea,” said a grinning Danea. “I wastalking to Cher and commented on your blowjob skills.She. ‘You’re not going to do it to her Jack. I understand you have allowed her more freedom than many masters. But I’m not allowing that one final act before she leaves. It’s disgusting and I won’t allow it.’ For some unknown reason she had turned this into a staring contest since I hadn’t replied to her. Finally, I shrugged my shoulders and said. ‘I once told your daughter to be careful what she wished for. It seems I also have to tell her Mom as well.’ ‘I personally wished she would marry a.