My cock, which now stood as hard as a pole, spoke louder than any words. “Hurry,” I urged her. The fact that I had no clear notion of why Lisa was...sucking my dick no longer even registered as a thought when measured against the sensations of my buddy's wife actually sucking it.She smiled wickedly, clearly registering the sounds of her husband completing some odd job or another in the kitchen. Rather than going down on me again, Lisa just started pumping my shaft hard and fast, in a practised. . I... uh........ Sorry! I lost my footing,” he mumbled. He clambered to his feet and then realised with acute embarrassment that his rampant cock was pointing straight up with excitement. He tried to cover himself but got the strap of his binoculars caught on his cock. Covered in confusion he was amazed to hear giggles of amusement from the woman.“Calm down, man! Take your time. You were obviously enjoying our little session! You look like a professional voyeur, binoculars and all.”“Actually,”. Reaching to her face once more he smoothed out her brow and gave her forehead a small kiss, looking in her eyes he spoke comforting but with an air of authority, “I do not care what you look like beneath your shirt, what matters to me is just being with you and you alone. Alright?” She nodded feeling reassured. Again he reached for the bottom of her shirt, lifting it up and over her head. He let out a sigh, and for a second Mai thought it was a sigh of disappointment, but when she looked at his. Thank you Miss Megan. This bracelet will allow you access to every bar, club and Casino in New Orleans. You no longer have to carry your ID." Well ... that's new," Daddy commented."Yes, Suh. A service of the Cornsilk ... we expect the other Hotels will be copying us. The Silk is an innovator and leader in the French Quarter. We strive to please. We might be small ... but we are exclusive." He leaned a little forward, "at our rates we need to be." Daddy chuckled."Let's go see our rooms,.