Grabbing his head I started cumming in his mouth. I was trying to be quiet but if someone was getting changed, there is no mistaking what was going o... in the last shower stall.Half way, maybe a little more, through my orgasm the Married Guy had stood up and was kissing me again, He hadn't swallowed my cum and now it was mixing in with both our mouths as we kissed again. There was some cum lost in the process and it was all over our chins and dripping on our chests.Dropping to my knees, I had. Twenty-five minutes and an uncountable number of orgasms later, I pushed as deeply in as I could and filled her pussy with my cum.Without being asked to, I moved down and began licking and sucking her very sensitive clit, giving her a series of orgasms that built upon each other until she grasped the sheets, arched her back and screamed loudly. I was hard again, so I moved up and entered her. This time, instead of soft and slow, I fucked her as hard as I possibly could, our flesh slapping. Watching her carefully I thought I could just detect her breath coming a little faster as the clever decoration tapped repeatedly against her love-button—nothing more. I decided not to take advantage of her, enjoyable though it might have been for both of us. Instead I turned to my host. “Very charming,” I said. “The perfect waitress. Are all your slaves trained to serve like this?” “No—it requires a special temperament. I don’t force my slaves to attempt things for which they are not fitted. I. Cindy reluctantly left my side and joined Helen. Judge Peebles came to stand at my side. Sotto voce he said, "Son's on the way." The D.A.?" I paused. "Does he usually come to these things?" He does if I call 'im." He looked at me. He was a whole lot more alert than you might expect for a man in his eighties. "You folks're family." He led the way as we pushed through a crowd of onlookers. A shooting wasn't something you saw every day in an RV park, and I think the whole crowd was there.Judge.