“Slow down. We’ve got all night,” Cathy said laughingly.Tom took his hands from Cathy’s body and started undressing himself. He watched as she...removed her bra and pulled the zipper down on the back on her skirt. He let a low whistle out as she stood in front of him in nothing but a black garter belt, black stockings and come fuck me high heel shoes.“Damn,” Tom said softly. “I always thought you were hiding a gorgeous body under those clothes.”Cathy smiled at him as she stepped close. He had. Once I got to my room, I went back and excavated everything except the diesel cans, those water bottles that were still full, and a carton of books into the room.I then washed up, put on a clean shirt and walked over to the Quay Lime Bar where I sat looking out at the water and had a pint of what I was told was “local draft.” There was a salty smell, but it was far less contaminated than Sydney was. I watched for a while, gulls begging and pelicans swooping past; boats of various sizes moving. “You can tell us about the game,” she said. “Who’s playing?”“The Atlanta Falcons and the San Francisco 49ers,” he said, groaning as we squirmed on him.“Who are we rooting for?” I asked, grinding my rump into his crotch. I felt something swelling on the edge of my butt.“Er, the Falcons,” he said. “Can’t root for the 49ers, can we?”“Nope,” I said. I had no idea why. But if that’s what Daddy wanted, that’s what we would do. “Which team’s the Falcon?”He groaned as I stared at the TV. The players. You filled me up pretty nice. So what can we name our kids”. She winked while saying this. I just realized what I did.She smiled and said, “You are such a cutie-pie when you get nervous. That’s what I love about you. Don’t worry. Bring me a pill I name tomorrow. I don’t want to have a duffez’s kid anyway. Ready for another round, dear? As you said, the night is still young. Fill me up all you want. I am ready to do anything with you”.The time was around 2.30 am. So we had sex for 3 odd hours.