" Mark is going to be so pissed when I tell him you sucked me off and he will have to wait until tomorrow." Maybe not." I thought you said we couldn't...tonight." I said we couldn't go up to the hospitality suites. I didn't say anything about not sucking a cock." How can you do that? Mark probably won't get here until after your husband." Blow jobs don't take long baby. I'll introduce you to Bob and then get up to go to the ladies room and while you and Bob guy talk I'll sneak back here with Mark. "I laughed. "You mean back before when you had me all to yourself?"Ethan nodded. "Yeah back when mom made you hold on to my hand so I wouldn't get lost. I really loved those times."That made my heart rejoice. "I can't believe you have so many memories of us as kids." How could I not? I was already in love with you ever since I could remember. I had to treasure those memories." Ethan ... oh god what am I going to do with you?" I said. I stopped walking for a moment and threw my arms around. They did one overnight stop in a hotel just outside Dijon. It was a small hotel in an old beamed building. The four-poster bed was too much for them to resist. Erik brought in a small hand-held camera and filmed Mariann stripping on the bed. Once naked she started to masturbate, rubbing her pussy with one hand while squeezing her breast with the other. She was petite, slender of figure, with long ash blonde hair and ultimately sexual. Erik closed in on his partner’s pussy, lips responding. That is, the fursuit was what a human would look like if covered in fur. It was certainly original.I slowly made a list of potential targets as I leered at the suiters around me. One in particular held my attention for quite a while. What the person inside looked like, I couldn't tell. The suit consisted of a slim purple otter wearing nothing but (I shit you not) a tiny diaper over the clearly anatomically correct crotch. I just knew this would be my first target. Being careful to avoid being.