On the morning of the funeral Jill and I pampered mum, she hadn't loved the man, we knew that, but both she and Jill had been very fond of him so, lea...ing her asleep, we crept out of bed and made her favourite breakfast of coffee and croissants, I ran down to the flower shop in the precinct and bought her a huge bouquet of mixed flowers and it brought tears to Jill's eyes when I presented her with one too!"They're beautiful Tommy" she said softly, "But it's supposed to be your mum's day!"No" I. Oprah Winfre. No, the slut from the plane (WHO I STILL DIDNT KNOW HER NAME!).I pulled out, and she was running behind the car, but she seemed to disappear when I stopped at the security booth. I then went to my suite at the Stardust.I open the trunk to get my bags and guess who is in there? Oprah, right again. No, it was her again! Shit! She must of crawled in there when I had stopped at the Security booth.She followed me to my room and locked the door behind usI asked her, "You were about to. He had mistaken her for one of her neighbors, a legend among his fellow specialists at the plumbing company – which neighbor she’d never found out – a lady that enjoyed dirty sex. Charlie had gallantly called afterwards to apologize, but found to his surprise that Claire wanted more, and soon, and instantly reverted to his cocky self. Caressing her body in the mirror, she mentally relived the past two hours. They had driven, in Charlie’s old blue Chevy pickup, from their clandestine second. She was still a virgin, but her mouth was learning very fast how to make a man cum. It was natural to her, easy, and she just kept going and going. I pulled out a few times and rubbed my cock across her young face, seeing her smile up at me, knowing she was very beautiful for her age. She bounced her tits a little with her hands underneath. I told her to keep holding her tits up for me, and she did, while I fucked her mouth a little harder. My hand on her head felt no resistance, this hot.