One of my golfing buddies knows the Tuthils. He told me that both father and son have been seen at the club with women who work for the firm. Never ga...e it much thought, since I thought that Pam would be too smart for something like that. There is an old saying, "When a man marries his mistress, there is a job vacancy."However, if there is enough money involved, most women will open their legs, whether they will admit it or not.So what to do? First things first. An hour later, the home was. Finally, outfitted in the strange costumes, we went back to the plane."You ride in the front," Susan directed and showed me where to climb and how to secure the wide safety belt holding me tightly to the seat. She then walked around the craft again, checking some more items, before climbing into the back cockpit. "The trip will just take twenty minutes or so," she said. "It may be a little hard to hear, but you can talk through the speaking tube if you shout."I acknowledged this and then Susan. She shook her head from side to side, moving his glans from cheek to cheek. Years of almost continuous practice starting with her demanding grandfather had honed her oral skills, and poor Mr. Valpor never stood a chance once she got his stiff penis in her mouth. She looked up at him and smiled as she moved his cockhead about and then raked his rod with her teeth and licked his balls while she pried off her shoes and yanked down her jeans and tiny thong, wriggling her lean hips. “Vixen, please,”. " Thanks."I heard the TV volume go up and realized the sounds coming from my room might make for some awkwardness. I had never fucked anyone louder than Shelly. I followed her beautiful ass and my racing heart and shut the door behind us."I've never fucked anyone with someone in the next room," she whispered. "This is going to be so fucking hot."Shelly sat down on my bed and unzipped her jeans. She pulled my hand in close and pushed it down her panties. I leaned over her and kissed her deeply.