I did not recognize the woman who approached the counter, but she seemed to be studying my face. She had long hair, which clearly had been bleached to...keep the blond color. Her face lacked any wrinkles, and her breasts were two perfect oversized melons sitting on her chest. Patricia muttered "trophy bunny", under her breath as the woman checked her bags to make sure they were inside and then walked up to the counter."Linda Tuttle, my husband and I have a reservation for your best suite," the. I wanted my mouth on them, I wanted to have one in my hand as another entered me from behind, while another caressed my hair and ran his hand across my back. I was as if a fever of some sort was created by the very images of these missing boys, all so young, full of life and all so magnetic. Filled with shame and desire I continued to shake, taking deep breaths in an attempt to make it home safe. ****When I made it up to my apartment I put the dossier on the dining room table, and bee lined to. In the band, Ernie would get forty percent and the other members would receive an equal amount each. It could mean in the thousands for each band member.At home later that night Rick lubed up his cock and to give Erin her favorite of all sexual acts, fudge packing. He managed three times until his leg began to ache. Pleased, Erin took a shower with him and gave him a blowjob. Four times with an hour he had ejaculated his cum into her."This has been a perfect day for me," Erin cuddled with her. Popping my head around the door I said "Come here" she smiled and said she couldn't, I was insistant so she said something to someone in her house in hindu, ten minutes later she stood on my doorstep. She was dressed Western style, a loose blue top and trakkie bottoms. "Come in" I said, "I can't" she replied.I stood on the doorstep and grabbing her arms I said "Course you can" and pulled her inside. Moving her around and pushing her up against the work units I kissed her, as she kissed me back.