Ed wondered if the couple was going around the country looking at architecture that had been common when they were younger. It made him think that it ...ould be a nice way to spend a retirement.The only other client in the diner was the motorcyclist. He was seated at the counter talking with the waitress. From the nature of their body language it appeared as though the two knew each other. The waitress stood at the counter, relaxed with her weight supported on one leg. She would shift to support. "I'm just glad this was one of the days I was home." Casey gently rubbed my thigh. "And I'm so glad. Don't leave me. Please. I don't want to be alone." "Judy and I are always here for you, sweetheart, just like when you were little." "Yeah," she smiled. "I can always count on you guys. And you know something else?" "What?" "Daddy has a lot of friends," she purred, climbing onto my lap and rubbing my shoulders, "but I always thought you were the sexiest friend he had. Will you hold me for a. Mas….Master!” Sable gasped, unable to resist, “Ooooooo, uhn, ah, oooooh, oh baby! Shit! I’m yours!” I called her every kind of whore there was over the next hour as I fucked her sopping white pussy with those long oil drilling orgasm pulling gigantic black Nigger prick pistoning strokes. Her head whipping her blonde hair back and forth in futile fuck frenzy beneath me until she could take no more and simply passed out from sensual overload. I pulled out of her cunt then, leaving it gaping open,. His sight was totally on her thighs as she enjoyed his stare. This man had been sex starved she thought as she watched him staring at her thighs. He was going to be easy to tame. Much, much earlier than she had imagined. There wasn't much need to prolong it since he oblivious was obsessed by his stare. She could see the large bulge in his trousers as he was now trying to get his words out with little success."Mr. Van Horn." she yelled out loud. "How dare you get a hard on looking at my.