I adjusted the angle of my hips and he could thrust in deeper. Dave came in front of me, and I opened my mouth. Dave always loves it when I suck him, ...nd he slowly pushed his hips forward until the whole length of his cock was deep in my mouth. It did not take long and I could feel his balls contract. “Cummmmmm.” I let out a groan and I received his warm juice onto my tongue. Dave’s dad started moaning and pushing harder and in the same moment I could feel the stream of hot cum entering my. "What kind of music does the Piano bar play," I asked."What do you like? Better still what do you hate?" he asked."I hate fucking Jazz," I said."I hate fucking Jazz to," he said. "So how about it."The Piano bar was in what used to be the dining room of a railroad hotel in New Wales. Someone had rescued the hotel for a B&B. The owners added the piano bar to draw some local business as well. The lady who owned the B&B and her daughter played the piano. They were both very, very good. The mother. I`ll do that so here goes." She took it off and it showed that she was wearing a bra and I said, "Take it off, Ethel. I want to see your breasts properly." When she did, I could see that they were firm. "That part of you is lovely, Ethel. What about the rest of your figure lower down?" "If I take off the rest of my clothes to show you I would be naked. I`m not sure that I should." "Come on, Ethel. Let me see what you look like in the nude. You have already shown me your lovely breasts and I. It’s a mating ritual, and we’re half the team. You’ll love it.”Slowly Linda’s traumatized brain began to function. She vaguely remembered dancing and partying at the club last night. There was a guy, Ramon, or Raul, something like that, who kept rubbing and pinching her butt, and whispering in her ear asking if she liked to play with the back door. When she finally asked Jessie what he meant Linda stopped dancing with Mr. Backdoor Man! Disgusting!She couldn’t remember coming home or how she got.