" The tequila I'd drunk must've acted like truth serum,causeI replied "Not til tonight when I first saw that humongous dick of yours." Good", he said... "cause I'm about to bust from drinking your cum in there andI've been wanting to fuck your virgin mouth since the day we met." He led meto the dark corner of the building and pushed me down on my knees whileopening his pants to let out his great big dick. He held the poppers undermy nose for another hit as I watched that huge cock sway in. Her hair darker, and her body more athletic. Dana’s memories of this place only told me her name, Cassi Moran. Following her was a man of who was much shorter than I and wore a more authentic looking Arabian costume. The turban was real and made of purple silk with gold thread weaved through it. The jacket didn’t stop at his waist but grazed the floor. I couldn’t see his legs for the rest of the loose-fitting garments. His skin had a dark olive tone and what little hair escaped his turban was. Not that she wasn't still attractive, for a woman her age that is."My rogues gallery." she explained, moving next to Ryan. She stopped in front of a large family portrait. "That's Jack, my oldest." She pointed to the thirty-one year old on the far right. "His wife Alexandra, and his daughters Denise and Kathy. On the other end is my daughter, Jennifer. That's Ken, her significant other as they say, next to her."Ryan looked hard at Dalia's oldest. There was something familiar about him. He knew. ” “Good but please stop me if you feel at all uncomfortable. OK?”“Yes. I’m fine. Please continue. This feels good and I am getting very, very aroused.” I look and see that your thighs are glistening near the tops of your boots. I lean over and untie the delicate bows with my teeth holding your briefs together and pull them away. You are naked save for your boots as you lay prone on the bed before me. I lick my lips with anticipation and lean over and take one of your protruding hardened nipples.