I only told her the first part.She said that my accent told her I was a foreigner, so I must either be adventurous or bored to hell."A little bit of b...th."She giggled not losing too much breath."Ädventurous people are often bored between adventures."People walked by, some lugging luggage.She took my hand leading it to her thigh."Feel free to go anywhere you like." She let her hand go.There seemed to be light at the end of my hangover -tunnel and I decided to tease her to death. My fingers. I leaned forward and put my weight on my hands on either side of Peter. Still moving my ass down, still taking more and more of his cock into me. Finally my cheeks were against the tops of his legs. I leaned further forward and my own hard cock started rubbing against the old man's belly. I looked into his eyes and started moving my body above him."I like your cock, Peter" I told him, "it feels so nice in my ass" Sweet Ben, you make an old man very happy to hear that" he said. His hands went to. Then Pam moaned out, “Leslee, I’m sorry, but if I touch my pussy while looking at you I know that I’ll cum right away, and you’ll be upset with me for not entertaining you and your mom.”“Listen, slut, you can cum as many times as you want; didn’t you pay attention to what Christy was telling you girls last night; unless you’re a boy. So mom, give my slut one of those dildoes that you try to hide in your bed-end table, and let my slut see how many times that she can cum for us.”I gave Pam a. She was in her shorts and t-shirt which was revealing her cleavage. We spent some time drinking and talking about good old days.After we had a couple of drinks I was feeling hornier looking at her curvy boobs, I asked her to sit next to me. I was holding her hand casually and was asking her what exactly went wrong in her marriage life. She started crying.I was consoling her by placing her head on my shoulders and hugged her tightly. I was telling her that you don’t have to worry as I’ll be.