It had a pool table, an air-hockey table a couple of pinball machines, and a huge swimming pool. In one corner was a plush bar just as you see in nigh...clubs only smaller.Meg guided me over to the bar rummaging in her full backpack until she pulled out a can of coke and a miniature whiskey. "Here drink this and wait here until I come for you. Play pinball or something to occupy your time," she smiled and batting her eyes at me grabbed Sid by the hand and led her into the next room closing the. "Just need a little of the ole Vaseline." That must have been why he was leaning, to get a handful of the greasy gel; because I could I feel a smooth rhythmic movement through his body as he started to stroke his cock."What a beautiful fucking pussy he's got," Kurt said as he started to flex his hips back and forth. "Or maybe I should say, 'what a beautiful pussy for fucking'. You were right, Sven, this is better than anything that skank at the restaurant would have any day." My heart swelled. She had a large comfortable office with very soft music coming from hidden speakers. After the introductions, Paula and John were comfortably seated in front of her large desk. Sipping on iced orange juice to quench their thirst, after an hour watching a useless movie, seemed to relax the couple. ‘You’re probably thinking you have been wasting your time, but, I assure you, you have not. The movie was much more important than you may think. While you were there, I was going through your medical. Magnificent came to mind, her heavy breasts ripe on her slender frame, the V of her thighs, the slight roundness of her tummy, the soft golden curls decorating her mound. Mature beauty, something that I’d yet to achieve. While I was still girlish, Mrs. Vandermeer had acquired the grace of a goddess. Even the faint hints of age enhanced, rather than detracted from her beauty. Smitten, I stared, unable to stop the rope of drool that hung from the corner of my mouth, attaching me to the table top.