Couples wanted separate cabs, instead of all being on a shuttle bus, so they could spend as long as possible in each other's company, in private, befo...e they were torn apart by the bureaucracy of the airline, and differing end points.Crystal, Tiffany and Roberta bawled like babies, in the cab. Jane spent the time kissing Roger, until the cabby made a joke about how, in Arizona, having sex in the back of a cab was illegal. They ignored him.At the airport, leave-takings of a different sort were. All of this sucking was having the effect of allowing her to forget about the Wolf cock inflating in her tiny sphincter.Her sucking was finally paying off as she could taste the first dribble of Wolf cum leaking to her tongue. Her first taste of beast jism wasn't that pleasant, but now she figured that her distaste was because of her situation. Thinking back on it now, she found that it had a very distinctive flavor to it, not at all like a man's.The Wolf in question could feel his time was. Shifting her attention to my hardening rod, she liquefied my swollen cockhead. Proceeding with her deep throating expertise on my prick, she gave my erect manhood the fuel it needed for its immense release to orbit to its destination, her cum-swallowing mouth. Removing the covering off her right shoulder, I fondled her sumptuous more-than-a-handful of soft flesh. Wendy uttered her sounds of delight, my signal to continue on this path to her pinnacle of pleasure. My tongue swirled around her. “How can I make you happy tonight?” he said.“Fuck me. Make love to me.”Doug was well trained. He did the breast play that he knew his mom liked, and then ate her wet pussy for ten minutes; even managing to bring her off again when he used two fingers to excite her G-spot. He’d been carefully educated in the ways to please a woman – one woman in particular, his mother.The deal was that he was sworn to complete secrecy about their affair. He couldn’t brag to any of his friends, not that he would.