Me: Do you prefer it thick or do you like it long?Maria: Anything above 6 inches is good for me.Me: I am close to 7. Lol Maria: you are kidding right?...e: I can send a picture to prove it to you and I send her a picture of my cock.Maria: OMG!!!! Is that your cock? What is your size? The head looks like a pink strawberry.Me: Lol. Its 7 inches I guess; never measured it. Want to see it in real?Maria: Nooo. I have to go. Bye.Me: alright. This is my number if you change your mind and I leave my. I never touched her hotspots, but always wanted to. I would sometimes glance a fingertip off the edge of her bottoms by her puss when doing her legs. She would let me get her cheeks. Man, what a firm ass, I remember.I would get what I was allowed to do rubbed in and go to work. I would hear her get up from the squeaky lounger, take off her suit, such as it was and lay back down.I would peek between the fence slats and check her out. Seeing her completely nude was such a turn on, especially for. It will be returned back to your table for when you are finished on stage” smiled the man. “Now, if you go into this dressing room, the girls will take care of you.” And he was gone with her bag. Beth took a deep breath and entered the room. After all, the reason she came, apart from the free weekend away at a luxury hotel, was because she was stuck. Her life had bogged down and was completely stuck in the work, eat, sleep, repeat cycle that she feared would be all that was left of her best. “So come in every half hour or so for water, we don’t need you passing out,” she said with a small smile as she turned to walk away. “Okay,” he said softly, his eyes now glued to her ass. In his mind, Scott was imagining her pale bottom, uncovered once again. His hands were on her hips and his fingers dug into her supple flesh. She was moaning for him, to go harder and to quicken the pace, lest they get caught. Once again, Scott was rock hard. Instead of attending to his own needs though, he.