She seemed of an age Abbey couldn’t place, and yet she had startlingly attractive features, framed by dark red hair, so very different from the mild...ginger of Abbey’s own curls. The woman smiled and stood up as Caity reached her. She stroked the her bare shoulder. At full height Abbey could see this woman still towered over Caity even in her high heels. She felt like a mouse in comparison. Caity’s voice penetrated her thoughts.“Abbey, I’d like you to meet my Mistress, Sarah.”“Mistress?” She. I walked away from her, then called the Rum Runner Hotel. "Hi there this is Sylvia Porter, I would like to reserve an ocean view room on the fifth floor for the weekend." Very well Ms Porter could I have your credit card number," the female clerk asked."I would rather not give that information out over the phone. If you have the room, and can hold it for thirty minutes, I will drive down and let you swipe the card," I suggested."Of course, I had no idea you were calling locally. Do you want the. “Make me cum in your mouth,” he said. I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock and stared to wank him as fast as I could whilst rolling my tongue around the tip.“Tell me when you’re going to cum,” I said.“Ok,” he replied.He was breathing hard and then he grabbed my head with both hands and without warning me he unleashed a torrent of spunk into my waiting mouth. The first two spurts hit the back of my throat and I was force to swallow it. The rest I managed to catch in my mouth. When he. Dazed and confused I reached over her body shutting it off lying alongside her, my boxers soaked. I swore I heard a slight sigh almost of relief escape her. It was when I got out of bed I saw that her nightgown was bunched up around her waist, her ass shiny with a sheer coating of cum. Shit man; I was humping her naked ass.I didn’t have any idea where this was going, again nothing was said, and nothing took place that night or for the following days to come. Dad was nearing completion, Friday.