This is our only night, and there is something I want to take home, back to my empty bed. A memory. ‘John’ I croon, kneeling beside his leg ‘I w...nt you to take your dick in your hand, your beautiful cock…I want you to stroke yourself for me, exactly like you do when you masturbate, when you jerk off. Fuck your hand for me, lover, and let me watch.’ The briefest hesitation. I spread my knees, parting the lips of my pussy with one hand, giving him an unobstructed view of my quim. My other hand. I remember the first time that I had licked her pussy. It had been quite tight then but now it was open and could be described as gaping. After doing a reasonable job on her she climbed off me and sat watching Jatz deep throating me.I looked at Linda and smiled to relax her because I thought that she may think that I would be angry with her. “You’ve been back to the stranger, Linda?”“Yes, I’ve used up the two condoms that you gave me. I’m going to have to buy some more.”“Yes, I could taste the. She'd only worked here after the great migration and never thought much of it. “Sometimes I think they all ran away,” Lauro said.“From what?”“That's what I keep wondering.” Ronnie was puzzled. Later that night, when the kitchen was closed and the chairs put up and the last tour boat had come and gone, she lingered over the sea lions again, watching two pups wrestle, thinking about what running away meant.The wind changed direction and blew straight in her face. She always hated that fishy salt. She’d walked to Walmart and picked out a couple of pocketknives that looked real good. She knew that guys held them in high esteem. They were identical for her two men. She hoped that being made in China wasn’t OK.Getting that gift money could’ve probably been done it in one visit if she’d used the going rate and with her young wholesome appearance could probably have charged a premium. Her boyfriend said she was the best. Maybe the savings could be considered a Christmas gift to the.