. don't know what you're talking about. That's something between you and my husband. I ... I ... I know he has paid you well over the years..." Her vo...ce trailed off; not wanting to admit what may have been in the back of her mind."I have seen how the tourists dress in Lima and Cusco. Go back into the tent and see what you can do to persuade me; Senora Stephens." The last sentence was particularly biting. He was embarrassing her because he was acknowledging that she was a married woman. He had. Eventually, the train stopped at a small depot in what seemed like themiddle of nowhere. The kids got off the train and grabbed their bags,then went inside the depot to await their bus for the final trip to theschool. Fawn struggled with her bag, which Morgan helped her with aswell as dragged her own bag. She didn't mean for it to seem like she wasshowing-up Fawn but Fawn took it that way.The two had already gotten off to a rough start, the kids were avoidingthem as they had their own way of. ‘Drew,’ I began again, even before I reached the top of the stairs, ‘listen. There’s something we need to get straight, okay? About tonight? You see, I think—’ I broke off with a gasp as I felt a hand sweep mine away from the handle of my bag. He grinned at me over his shoulder, already jogging back down the stairs with my luggage. ‘You think far too much. Come on, woman, hurry up.’ I had little choice but to follow him, collecting my handbag from the table in the hallway before throwing on my. ”The commentary she provided for both me and her man as I fucked her was a huge turn on.“Michael is fucking me now honey. Right now I am naked apart from my heels, resting on my elbows bending over a table with my legs wide apart. And best of all he is huge, ten-inches and thick.“And he is fucking me hard, very hard, just as I like it. Can you hear him slapping into my ass?”TWO FIFTY-YEAR OLD WOMEN. The older, very glamorous woman, Rachel, who greeted me was immaculately dressed in expensive.