” “I don’t, these are my Dad’s, but I’m grounded until the end of summer.”“That must be a bitch.”“I’m cool with it, but life goes ...n.”“I just wanted to drop off the racquet and swim trunks you left at our place last week.”Big deal, I had an ample supply of both at home. The trip really wasn’t necessary. Why did she bother?She handed me the gym bag.“Gotta Go, I’m running late. I was over in the East End and thought you might need these.”“Hope you can over again soon. We all enjoy your. He finally came to grips with this but two or three timesa year I return to the hotel mainly as a substitute for one of his regularemployees. It was quite a relief to operate out of my home. The time constraints thatwere a fact of life at the hotel no longer existed and I was able to book afew clients for overnight stays. Even more importantly is that I was able tobe very selective as to my clients. Most were lesbians but a significant numberwere heterosexuals experiencing their first BDSM. . IT’S...IT’S GREAT..."All at once Rose stopped grinding her hips and she had a funny look on her face. I just kept on working her pussy while I turned around.There stood Missy, with a shocked look on her face. Her eyes were focused on my cock going in and out of her sexy mother."That is so sexy." Missy moaned, as she stripped off her skirt and panties.She all but ran and laid beside Rose. Spreading her legs wide, Missy started to rub her impassioned clit. Her eyes still fixed on my cock,. “Close enough,” I laughed out loud, enough a couple of the girls to look my way. “Butter pecan ice cream, all day, every day.”It wasn’t much of a leap. Kay’s hair was that kind of honey golden, her normally thick curls relaxed for wrapping into a bun that Susan required for her students in practice. Something especially discomforting for the daddies at practice is that ... something ... about her defined abs draws your eyes naturally down to what was, inevitably, a striking, almost in-your-face.