“That’s thirty minutes honey. I’ve cum three times, now fuck me like this is the very last fuck you will ever have. Though I do want you again a...ter dinner. Are you still there Alara, can you hear us?”“Yes, I am masturbating while I listen.We had a long leisurely bath together before dinner while we discussed our turn-ons and fetishes. “Hung men, and hung men masturbating for me and maybe my girlfriends at the same time,” Sondra told me.“I love a really good, big, dimple free ass,” I confessed.. Bet you never thought a skinny old broad like me could dance, huh?”“Joy told me that you used to love to dance… before you found out that your husband didn’t have the only dick in the world.”Joy snickered. She was enjoying the exchange between her mother and I. She had caught her parents fucking another couple at a swap party when she was a teenager. From that day on, she and Della had an understanding and shared many men and boys. One night, Della encouraged Joy to straddle her own father. To accessorize, I bought rings and hoops, to make my piercings more obvious, a bandanna for my hair and a dump-it-all-in purse. There would be no safety pins, but they would not have looked much out of place. This time, the mirror told me that I was crazy, but marginally prepared. The meeting was at McCreedy’s. This was exactly what the name implies, an Irish oriented Southie bar. I mentioned before that Veronica came across as Irish. I am Irish. It seemed a reasonable way to get her out of the. I see him bring back a different chick to the hotel every night. Just an hour ago, I saw him walk through here with a blonde with huge tits.”She gestured for effect. Huge.Carson felt his throat run dry. God, what I would give to be that bitch, he thought.“So get it out of your head,” she laughed. “And go to the kitchen, they got a room service order for you.”Carson huffed and slid off the counter, stomping down to the kitchen. There, the cook handed him a tray of chocolate-dipped strawberries.