Michael and Sally were lost in their fuck to care what was happening outside the car, he was really slamming her down hard on his cock; Sally looked a... him mumbling, “Oh my god, fuckkkkk, oh god, yesssss ...”Michael replied, “Good girl,” which told me she had cum on his black cock.“Cum for me, cum in me,” she told him as the three other guys moved closer watching them.She bounced hard on his cock as he shoved upwards into her with her holding onto his shoulders for support. He suddenly held her. B, and myself were left unattached. All of a sudden, I saw my day stretching out before me, with Bill having to sit most of the day due to his numerous complaints. Next thing I knew, Mr. B was taking my hand, telling the others I had promised to show him the bumper cars, promising we’d see them later under the space needle. I felt sorry for Patty, but took the offered escape. We had a wonderful time. We indeed rode the bumper cars, them moved on to the art exhibits. We found we liked some of. "The whole time we were talking she had been sitting in my lap. Her tight little ass planted firmly against my growing cock."Let me show you!" She said, launching herself off my lap and turning on some more suitable music.She had me sit in an armless dining room chair and began swaying to the beat a few feet in front of me. Articles of clothing were hitting the floor and the fire in her eyes turned to a blaze as she saw my appreciation. I could sense the waves of desire coming from her.She. She was a very convincing bad cop. "SPEAK LOUD, AND CLEAR, or you will be on your way to GITMO this afternoon, and never heard from again!"Samantha wept. Something about the way she cried hit me, and I said, "She's acting," before I got control of myself.My escort grabbed my hand and asked, "Why do you say that?" She really did want to know."I've met her before, and she's as phony as a three dollar bill. Whenever she pretended to be concerned or sincere, she would make her lower lip do that.