"It's me, Pam."But there was no answer. The blonde bombshell from the TV show VIP looked around the downstairs rooms in search for her friend. But she...couldn't find any trace of her. She knew that she should be here because she had called earlier and they had agreed to meet.Being a celebrity herself, she began fretting that maybe a stalker had found his way in the house. She quickly took out the can of mace that she always had with her and quietly made her way up the stairs towards the. I could see that her ass hole was still gaping with cum dribbling out of it. Her cunt was similarly gaping. I was pretty sure she was only ever going to be satisfied by real or artificial horse cock in the future. I made a mental note to explore the avenue for her in the future.I glanced over at the sofa and saw Tracey lying there covered in a blanket. She looked gorgeous. I went to her and gathered her up in my arms and brought her upstairs, lying her in the bed between myself and Cindy.You. You don't want me to tell him do you!" the old man grumbled. Katie didn't say a word but continued to move away from Phil. Her back was against the partition to the handicap stall and couldn't get any leverage, "Do you?" Phil yelled again. The hot wife stopped struggling, "No, of course not," Katie whispered. "How about I stop by The Bank of Kansas City and give them a personal reference to your exploits?" as the old man stared down at the sexy wife. Phil grinned as her bottom lip quivered.. Of course I said no, but he promised only side shots and I could so him blindfolded, eventually, against my better judgment I relented, more because I ached to get into action, and loved to such a cock from time to time.'Get naked babe', and I did, and pulling my itsy bitsy panties onto my head, I lent between both seats, and in the darkness started to suck on him, my lips, tongue, relaxed throat, and controlled breathing, made it an enjoyable experience for myself and him, but unfortunately,.