Good boy baby, now go ahead and lick my cunt and think if it was full of your buds thick cum. Dad began to go to town on mom's pussy. He was being rea... sloppy, rubbing his face all over her cunt, moaning and saying, oh yea, god I wish your cunt was full of cum. If he only knew. A horn sounded out front, it was dad's cab. You better get going honey, I don't think those guys wait forever. I love you honey, he told her. I love you to babe, mom said. I ran in the back door to say good-bye to my. " Jennifer. I have to go for a while, but I'll be back to check on you as soon as I can. OK?" Sure. My friend and I will await your return," she said indicating the bottle."Please, lay off that stuff. I'll be back soon."Jennifer, whose moroseness was already beginning to be matched by alcoholic stupor, simply waved to her friend, bottle in hand, as Cindy left. She continued to drink herself into a haze which provided little relief from the gloom and despair which now permeated her spirit and. " I sighed.Mr. Wilson led me upstairs to a bedroom, much to my surprise the room was large, I was used to getting the smallest room in the house, and in the centre of the room was a double bed, which also surprised me. Along one wall were wardrobes, a chest of drawers and a dressing table; on the opposite wall were a desk and a set of bookshelves, barely glancing at the books on the shelves I gazed at the computer sitting on the desk. Grinning Mr. Wilson attracted my attention to the television. Sliding paper walls. Etc.Now make no mistake; my room was definitely designed with a Japanese motif in mind: Framed Japanese Kanji and brush art on the walls, lots of wood instead of plastic, and so on. It was actually very pleasant. Obviously a luxury suite, though it wasn't overly large. Definitely not as large as the main suite in Vegas, which was still my standard reference when it came to large hotel suites.After we got settled in, I discovered that they weren't planning on allowing me to.