"Look at this, this is Susan's suitcase," said Sam. "I don't have anyclothes, much less a bathing suit."Bill, looking at the open suitcase, let out a...low whistle. "Wow, whatare you going to do now?" I guess I'll have to borrow something of yours." Well, that's going to be a problem. I only brought one bathing suit."Bill looked down at the open suitcase lying on the bed, and said, "Hey,wait a minute, what's under this shirt?" He reached down and moved theshirt, and pulled a couple of items. Robert smiled. "Not only are you going to do it but your going to beg me to save some cum to spray your pretty faced with." Jeanine thought she was going to be sick. As Robert stepped closer to the bed she could smell the stink on his cock. She could see the streaks of blood from her pussy, and yes, the brown stains from her ass. Her stomach roiled but she heard herself begging just as he had instructed. "Give me that cock Robert" she began "fill my mouth with your hot cum baby. I want it all.. . and where were you when I was fifteen?”Her fingers started fiddling with the catch to my zipper, so I assumed she had enough foreplay. I lifted my right knee and pivoted onto her, kneeling astride her stomach. My shorts were tented overtop her breasts. With a sigh, I took hold of the zipper.“Please mistress,” I said. “Allow me.” I pulled down the zipper. Gravity and my cock took care of the rest.As hard as I was, it practically leapt from my shorts, and I squeezed my pelvic muscles along with. What is this going to cost me?”I bit my tongue since the obvious answer was “Your body.” But I ignored the obvious and said, “For the first few lessons, let’s say they are free—a kind of welcome to Las Vegas gift. Later we can try to decide how serious and how good you can be playing against the big guys.“Let’s meet tomorrow at this bar and I will answer your second question. What time is good for you?”Traci answered, “Maybe four o’clock, and then I can play some more poker after we are.