In therearview mirror she saw her husband grab his suitcases andquickly walk to the ticket area just inside the door. Kateproceeded home. In the ...irport, after a short wait in line, Tim managed toget his tickets and check in his baggage. He had a chance toconverse with the female ticket agent. "We're hoping to get you to Washington on time sir," spokethe agent. Tim replied. "Is there some sort of problem with the planeor something?" "There's a lot of air traffic being. To my surprise, she kept her composure, took a breath, and shoved me back in her mouth. She started jerking off the shaft, hastening the rest of my load along. All the while I was still munching away at her snatch, which she still had pressed against my face. Finally, almost in unison, our orgasms finished and our tense bodies relaxed. She swallowed what cum remained in her mouth, and took out my cock. She rolled off me and collapsed on the blanket, both of us panting. After a few minutes, I. And Bailey was right; our parties would beconsidered prostitution by an aggressive lawyer trying to make a name.If Scott went down we were all going down. Bailey fell into one of thechairs and started to whimper. "oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck what are wegoing to do...?"And like a bolt out of the blue it came to me "Bailey this is ourchance! I know we can do it just listen to me. Veronica told me thatScott keeps a key to his office behind the bar. If you run cover I cangrab it and be in his. . in a... minute..."Larreau laughed once more. As always, he was reveling in his subjugation of this luscious American creature whom he had won, body and soul, at the turn of a card from a cheap Las Vegas gambler named Ace Fennel. In a thirty-six hour straight session he'd cleaned Fennel of his last sou, then wagered twenty thousand dollars against the girl's ass, insisting that she strip naked and lay flat in the center of the table as Fennel's ante, next to his own green stacked bills. He.