They had written up some editorial comments and he could give it to me at the convention. I said that would be fine.“Oh, and have you gotten your ti...kets yet?”I told him we had not, we were kind of playing it by ear and thought we would just get them at the convention, since none of us had credit cards.“Well, not a problem then. There are four of you, right?”When I told him yes, he then said he would have 4 tickets waiting for us at the registration desk. The only catch, he wanted to have me. I made it a point to say hi right away and set her and her friends up with free drinks for a lot of the night. They didn’t sit at the bar, so it was hard to talk to them, but the free drinks insured they would be back. 3 nights later they were, and wouldn’t you know it? They were really nice to me… I mean why not? I was giving them freebees all night and being super kind asking her how things had been making all sorts of shit up about my last 2 years. One of the waitresses noticed how much time. She was wildly sloshing her sopping pussy all around his face as he flicked his tongue even deeper into the fiery depths of her hot, slick pussy-hole.The intense pleasure between her legs built and built until she was aware of nothing but the flaming sparks of ecstasy that were charging throughout her body. Feeling a beautiful warmth deep in her cunt, the youngster's stomach muscles tightened for a brief period, then, momentarily unable to breathe, she seemed to freeze. Suddenly she. I then slipped my robe on and headed down to the living room. Grabbing a glass of wine, I took a seat in our leather recliner and I waited. “Honey, I’m home.” I heard Bridgette called from down the hall, slamming the door behind her as she always did. “Gina! Where are you?” I waited patiently in my chair. I was going to let her find me. “Gina,” she called again as she stepped into the living room. She smiled when she saw me, cocking her head to the side as she did when she knew that something.