Where did she come from?”“Are you looking to bed her too?” Bobo snapped.“No. It’s just that her name is Mary and it’s very close to Christ...as.”“She’s not pregnant. She drinks my booze. Also, you saw how thin she was.”“Back to my question. Where did she come from?”“Her boyfriend dumped her here and took off. I found her crying.”“I know you usually don’t take in strays, but why here at the bar?”“She’s next to my room and she seems nice.”“Bobo, you are a strange man sometimes.”“How much will you. Maybe it was just my wishful thinking, but this seemed like more. I looked at her and she she looked at me, then we both leaned forward and kissed. Like lovers kiss. Passionate and open mouthed, holding her close, my hard cock pressed against hers and in the slippery, soapy water, moved rhythmically against each other. Her big, firm breasts pressed against my chest, we continued to kiss.I ran my hand down her tight belly and held her big, hard cock with one and while the other held her perfect,. Then she asked me to tell the truth. It really took me great courage to say that I used to fantasize about her. Listening to this, she asked me to elaborate on everything that I used to think and like about her. I told her everything out of my imagination box as there was no going back from there.I was feeling embarrassed but she reacted oppositely as expected. She told me that she had noticed me every time I was watching her and she intentionally left her undergarments in the bathroom.I was. .." I fumbled. But then Camilla told them:We were hoping to fondle you and orally pleasure you..." "Well....but Jarrod and I need some visual stimulation...” "Yes....I need to see some nice white ass....to get my engine on" Replied Jarrod, smiling devilishly.So there we were, maybe there would be no fantasy tonight. Then I stood up and began to unbutton my blouse. "I promised you a look at what you have been trying to see…”I said to Jonathan, looking directly into his eyes."Yes Madam...you.