So we had to add three to the original number making the arrival time at 10 AM."Now what?" Jeremy asked."We check the DMV for his car," I said."It's a...new Cadillac Escalade and I got the license number," he said once he checked the info Wilson left us. "I didn't even have to look it up." Let's take the cab and go to his condo parking lot. We can get a marker on the car. Looks like you might get a reprieve from playing a homeless old man," I said.It was a three and a half minute drive to the. After all, they WERE an item. "Slade, hon, d'ya remember Tina? Beginning of last year?" Kellen asked.Slade's brow knit. I'm thinking that last year Slade wasn't looking at Tina. Tina's cute enough, but she's not in the tier that held Slade's interest. "I think I remember," he said. "You and Nikki used to sit in the corner at lunch..."Kellen gathered HER guy against her. "And this is Mister Alan, Tina's husband."Slade did a double-take. The boy's fast though, and not just as an athlete. I. Celia looked at her quizzically, "You want me to perfume your ass? Ha ha, you think you are going to get your ass licked tonight?!" Camaire laughed, "No! I'm just changing things up. Don't you like the view better?" Celia squeezed Camaire's plentiful butt cheeks. "Yes I do. Let me change things up as well." Celia then lined her lips with perfume. She slid her hands under Cam's skirt to slid it up further. Then, she brought her lips to Cam's already moist pussy and kissed it gently. She stuck. When I shouted at her to stop she slapped my face hard.She put a gag on my mouth and pulled the back of the chair forwards making it topple over. I had noticed the hole in the seat of the chair before I sat down, and I had wondered what it was for. She called out for her minder,Charles. She never met without him,but he always stayed outside the room where she had her play area.Charles was a big African guy.Thick accent, big muscular arms. Quiet type.She told him to put me in position. He.