"Mr. Jones. The sheriff said you were here. Why didn't you meet me in the tea room?" Better to meet here out of the public eye. You don't need a scand...l." I raised off the bunk and faced her. I looked her over. I couldn't help it, I exclaimed, "You're more beautiful than I remembered." I'm way pregnant, Mr. Jones. How can you say that?" I stand on what I said."She was looking me over as well. "You've changed. I thought you would be as scruffy looking as ever, but I did want to say thank you and. Her other hand snatched mine and brought it right to my cum soaked slit. "Do you love your pussy juice, Celia?" My head nodded slightly as her hand made mine slide back and forth on my twat. As it reached the maximum amount of cum it could sustain, she brought it back up to her mouth and her lips parted. My fingers slipped into her mouth only to be attacked by her tongue. Her face still managed to grin at me as every single drop was sucked off and eye contact was kept. Both of her hands. She looked down and saw me wearing panties. I was mortified, andbegged her not to tell anyone. She sat down and asked me questions about what I liked, and if I had ever been with another man. Itook a chance and told her everything, about how I had suckedcock wearing my panties and had taken hard dick up my ass. Iexplained to her that it was the feeling of submission I craved,more than anything. She smiled slyly and told me her fantasy wasto see 2 men together, and for her to direct the action. One of the main attractions to the lounge was their Whiskey selection. They took pride on having over a hundred whiskies from around the world available for your tasting and pleasure. Well, why not try some today and tonight.I ordered my first drink at the bar and moved to the large overstuffed chairs, finding one open and with a nice view of outside and the main foyer, before setting my drink down on the table in front of me. It was then that I noticed that familiar face again. It came to me..