I always knew you were a charmer.” He smiled, “Oh you should’ve seen me in my days! But, that was then. The question now is what do you want fo... dinner?”“Hmmm what do you have?” He thought for a moment, “Well hotdogs and hotdogs.”I laughed, “then hotdogs it is.” He turned and went into the kitchen and I went into the guest room to put down my suitcase. I noticed that the place was a bit run down, but after all he was the only one who lived there. I heard him putting the hotdogs on the grill in. This story is going to focus on a portion of my trip that I spent in the Western part of the country. I enjoy to relax and spend time in a bathhouse and the one closest to my home is approximately two hours away. That location does make it challenging to visit on a regular basis so when planning my trips I leave extra time in cities where there is a great bathhouse.On a recent trip to a western city my client suggested that I head back to their home and have a relaxing dinner enjoy the small. Me- i donno..( i went to the other side of terrece, there some old people were playing with sticks) me- hey come here she- what happened me- see here, they r playing with sticks she- oh haa.. Nice naa..? (she leaned on me by watching them) she- u dint bath after coming..? Me- y what happened..? She- sweety smell is coming from your body. Me- shall i bath n come..? She- hmm.. Ok go n come fast. I had my bath n came back to terrace with my short on without t-shirt. Now i dint wear inner-wear,. Brett grabbed her hips and held her firmly against him. He lookeddown at her ass, loving how it looked with his cock disappearing into her tightasshole and then seeing her asshole grab at his cock as he pulled out. Herbeautiful butt flesh was now bouncing and rippling as he rammed in and outof her in absolute rapture. "You like his cock in your ass don't you, slut!" Stephanie tauntedher sister. "Oh I love it. I love ass fucking. I love being stuck like a pig. Itfeels fucking great. DON'T STOP!".