“Oh Mike,” she breathed, “it's been so long.” “So long?” I questioned. “So long since I've felt anything like this, so long since I've h...d anything like this,” she seemed to put an emphasis the word 'had'. I suddenly realised she was talking about my cock, but I found it hard to believe that this beautiful woman had any problem finding male company. “How long have you been on your own Hazel?” I asked. She told me she'd been divorced over twenty years and had been looking after her mother. "Well, perhaps when it's just us ... Tony," she replied with a smile as she sat on the bed next to him."Good," Tony said with a grin."Anyway, I promised you an answer and the answer is yes, I'll do nice things for you, if you do nice things for me," she said."Good," Tony repeated himself with unconcealed delight.Rosemary leaned down to kiss him, their lips meeting softly before she slipped her tongue into his mouth to probe gently around. Slipping aside the covers, her warm hand undid the. As her son watched with amazed amusement she finished the salad and then took a piece of French bread and wiped the plate clean before eating it. "Now that is what I call a low calorie salad dressing."John was truly amazed, but not to be out done, he slid from his chair and under the table. "Now, I want my salad, but without the greens," he laughed as he pushed her legs apart and dove for her wet pussy. Becky forgot about the rest of the dinner as her son sucked her pussy until she climaxed. He grabbed one for a resort on Barbados and spent a few minutes at the concierge desk getting more information. The Concierge took his name and told him he'd give the Resort in Barbados a call and let them know to expect to hear from him.It was a sign of his growing recognizability, or the caliber of the folks at the Fairmont, perhaps both, but Rob was met by an endless series of - 'Good morning Mr. Young!' and 'Welcome to the Fairmont Mr. Young!' - type greetings. His table was ready and he.