A gigantic climax stiffened my entire body. I felt my semen spurt deep inside her. She pulled my hips tightly against her groin, savoring the feel of ...y pulsing prick inside of her. “Oh Jerry,” she whispered, “God that feels good.” With all of my energy drained, I lay exhausted on her. We lay quietly, her fingers lazily tracing random patterns on my back. Soon, we were both asl**p. The smell of frying bacon nudged me to wakefulness. I felt the bed beside me, and it was empty. I pulled on a. Pulling it back out, I could see its wet skin shine in the sunlight. Before I could guess what you were doing, you took it between your fingers and pushed the fat grape deep into my pussy. Crying out, I nearly came. Slowly you pushed another one in. And another. Finally, after I had half a dozen grapes inside me, you leaned down and laid your mouth on me. I could feel you sucking gently on the entrance to my pussy, pulling at the grapes inside me. Feeling them shift inside me, I was wild. As I probed the door, it was unlocked. I entered the room, it was bare.It contained only the bed and the dressing table. First I thought thatthe door was unlocked by mistake, and that the room was not prepared,but then I noticed something over the bed. Then everything startedmaking sense. I dressed in the clothes I found there (the boots were abit difficult, but I managed) and went to the dressing table.Apart from the make up stuff, the dressing table was empty. There was nophotograph. The. Of course, one couldn’t actually see the water of the Ocean from the Portland side of the final heights before hitting the coastline below. Rocks were the order of the day and sandy beaches were at a minimum. There was a rainy season, but it was not as defining as the Pacific Coast city of Seattle further north across the border in Washington State.We had discussed a number of interesting subjects sitting in the dim light of the live girl’s private club down in California’s generally boring.