I'd driven past the place many times, and I'd always been intrigued by it, and I wanted to go inside and see for myself what it was like; but I'd alwa...s driven on past each time I'd initially thought I'd go in---except finally, on a very hot and humid summer day in 1981, I pulled into the dusty gravel parking lot and, with my heart pounding in my chest and neck, I walked in through the front door!The first thing that I noticed about the place was the heavy aroma of cigarette smoke. The place. They two guilty parties saw Anna walk into the room but couldn't stop. It was far too late to stop. Anna could tell that was the very moment Don's cum was flooding her petite sister's vagina. Nicole's eyes were filled with remorse but her weak-willed body pushed her disloyal sisterly ass back for more cock.Don packed his shit and left the very same night.Her devious sister Nicole was tearful and contrite, but Anna knew she would do the same thing again as soon as her back was turned. It was far. I had never been much for church but Mom was so I was up early and halfdressed with my robe over my bra and panties Sunday morning when Momcame into the kitchen. Like me she "needs" her morning coffee. We had acup before we went to get dressed for mass. She liked the dress I hadchosen for this morning. I told her it was tough to find dresses thatfit on top for us bigger girls yet still fit at the waist and hips andshe laughed and said welcome to my world of being chesty. Sure the masswas nice. I walked (no driving after 3 glasses of wine) back to my hotel and fell asleep on the couch in my suite (you have to love free upgrades when you travel a good bit). I woke up around 11pm and found a few text messages from my two playmates. I also found myself wet and wishing I hadn’t forgotten my vibrator. I’ve never actually made a booty call. I mean I’ve met people for the purpose of sex. That means I’ve planned. I’ve also had impromptu sex by it just happening when I was with someone. Both.