“Look at this stuff mom has.” She began to show me each item and handed me several which made my cock swell back up to full mast again as I handle... the items and thought of what they were used for. The last thing she handed me was the pink dick she had been playing with and I could feel moisture on its tip. She saw that I felt it and said, “It’s from me… I mean, not mom. I was just.” She stopped and opened her legs and so I could see the matching moisture on her panties.“I was planning on. The announcer came back out on stage, congratulated her on winning, and then presented her with five one-hundred dollar bills and a large stack of money wrapped with rubber bands. He said that a quick count by his staff revealed an additional four hundred and forty-seven dollars. He presented her with a plastic trophy and a T-shirt with the bar’s name on it. Jacqueline gathered up her skirt and blouse and went backstage.Soon she was trying to make her way back to her table where I was still. ..though long gone, you have not been forgotten!]Sonny's life had been a colorful one. He'd been born in a little town in Oklahoma, to a roughneck father who worked on oil wells and a mother who did her best to raise Sonny and his three other siblings (in spite of an often drunken, and abusive husband). Eventually, Sonny also worked on oil drilling rigs until he and his father had a falling out and Sonny left home, rarely to ever go back.Sonny ended up going to California and he did some. They returned slowly to their camp, sunbathing for another half hour before Lauren made lunch - which really meant unwrapping the rolls and pouring a glass of wine. It seemed sensible to wear their T-shirts once again as the strength of the sun increased, but the bikini bottoms remained where they had left them. Lauren stretched out, propping herself up on an elbow while they talked, her T-Shirt riding erotically way up past her thigh, allowing both Nikki and the rays of the sun complete access.