Can you be ready?” He waited while the driver gave him instructions and then hung up.“Cold weather clothes and mountain gear?” Maddie asked. “...dana is beautiful and balmy. Where are we going?”“Northeast into the mountains,” Keith answered, “and our driver is impatient to get started. He says he only wants to drive during daylight hours and it’s at least five hours to our next stop.”“Can’t we stay here another day?” Maddie asked.“No, but I have a nice hotel reserved for us tonight,” Keith said.. The stairs up were outside the garage, and clearly visible from the house. He must have snatched them one afternoon before his parents got home from work. I wished he hadn't bothered.For want of a better question, I asked: "What kind?" One's a bunch of amateurs, fucking for the camera. The other's an ass-fucking movie." He grinned, and my heart skipped a beat and kicked into a higher gear altogether. I loved ass-fucking movies. I loved seeing amateurs fuck. I loved blow jobs, which I knew. As soon as we were inside, we began making out. I moved my left hand up into her blouse and fondled her huge tits. Her own left hand moved down to my pants and began undoing my belt. Then she dropped down to her knees and began sucking my hard cock. While I watched my dick go in and out of her face, I looked at her large ass, imagining what it would be like to fuck her from behind. I was ready to cum and would have been more than glad to shoot my load across her face, but I loved her; the first. That would be nice. He started a very nice Red wine to chilling, and looked at his watch. He had at least two hours before they would arrive. He called Sherri."Unless she follows the town car, how is she going to find this place?" he asked her."Shit, I hadn't thought of that, I could do a map on Google." Sherri considered, that would probably result in Lisa having an accident looking for one of the little turns. "Master, may I lend her my GPS, could the driver fetch it?" she asked."Certainly,.