A few weeks after her latest massage S suggested that maybe if she had more of a choice of who gave the massage and if she liked one that she could re...ax more and may behave more regular massages. For this to work we would have to find someone not too far from home, I suggested within an hour drive so we could drive to hotel book a room and have the massage then stay over and make a night of it. Started searching for suitable men and after some advertising on a swing site and with S reviewing. It was in that club Cliff connected with Bobby Farrell and Molly. At the time, both were just getting started at Kelly's Pleasure Palace. Apparently, Bobby was a great jazz lover too, so they got along well. Cliff was hired almost on the spot to keep the peace at Kelly's. The broadcast from L.A. only lasted a half hour, but Armstrong's last number nearly brought tears to Cliff's tired eyes when he heard the opening refrain, "My heart is sad and lonely." It was the new song that Stella had sung. He is able to fuck me a long, long time pounding my ass hard just how I like it. He has a hard dick in my ass and three fingers in my cunt and he is working me over hard and deep. One thing Carl loves is fucking me. He is able to last a long time and I get that benefit. When he finally fills my ass full of his thick cream he pulls his cock out and replaces it with his tongue and now he is cleaning my ass for me. It feels so good to have a tongue in my ass right after he cock fucks it and fills. Checking the time on her phone she realised he'd be there any second. They'd arranged this single meeting through messages on xhamster the week before. A relative stranger invited to pleasure themselves with her more than willing body in a public place. This was the sort of thrill that Amy hadn't managed to persuade her boyfriend to give her. Right on cue there was the prearranged knock so she didn't surrender the room in her time of need. And need it was, the very thought of what was about to.