“Ah,” she announced. “You will be Mr Meakin. I see you have brought no bags with you. At least that is one instruction you have been able to fol...ow. A good sign. Do you have something for me?”Suzanne had given me a note with instructions to hand it over on arrival, so I passed the envelope across.“Very good,” she said, opening it and reading the letter inside. “Well, this all seems to be in order. Come along and follow me.”“Err, can I ask a few things first,” I said.“I don’t think you need to. In a playful mood Monica walked back to the bed held open around her face smiling as if posing for the camera and rolling her head from side to side. We got her to lay on her back and Nigel positioned his still rock hard cock at her spunk splattered face as I took a pic then unable to resist I suggested that Nigel push some cum into Monica's mouth, "now that's a good idea", Nigel not needing to be told twice. With the head of his cock he moved a glob of cum to my wife's mouth, she opened and in. She even posted a picture on her site and dedicated it to me. It’s a sexy shot of her shaved pussy poking out from under her mini skirt. I was bound and determined to meet Jo. I had lived near Springfield back in the 80’s and now live about 2 hours away. I figured we had the technology to make this meeting happen. Jo’s husband enjoys her irresistible love of exhibitionism and gets off watching other men fuck her, eat her and blow their wads into her tiny mouth. Jo is no baby. She is a mature. I quickly gulped down my drink and mumbled something about must go to bed, have to be up early, and stood up from the table and almost ran from the room, even forgetting to give him the usual good night peck on the cheek. From the corner of my eye I saw him turn his head slightly to watch me dash off down the corridor, and I could almost feel his eyes burning into my naked ass, even though the corridor itself was quite dark, so I knew he really couldn’t see me, but I could sense his eyes, and.