He buys drinks like there's no tomorrow, but nice with it, not pushy. And he comes and goes in a Rolls-Royce with a chauffeur. Someone did say he was ...n oil man who was half English and half Arab. One fellow said he had seen his picture in a book somewhere and that he is really the Emir travelling incognito."They both laughed at this preposterous idea."One thing I do know," said Noel, "He paid a lot more for his suit than I do, and I dress better than most people in this town. Tis a pity that. She took him into her mouth, which really seemed to send him over the top and he was bucking his hips looking for more of my cock and to get a sweet release of his own. As he was nearing climax, I could feel his ass starting to tighten around my cock which was pulling me closer to the edge. All I could hear was Matt yell a muffled O MY GOD IM CUMMING and then i could feel his ass tighten hard around my cock. This sent me over the edge myself, I started to pump harder and harder and his. This is just crappy." Jan, I was thinking that instead of going to the pool why don't we take a drive today, maybe a picnic lunch at Lake Meade. What do you thing?" Well... I am not... Oh what the hell, why not. Oh, where are we going to get a car?" I've already rented one and I called down to the deli and they are putting together a picnic basket for me. Glad you agreed."Jan laughed at his impertinence. "Why Jim am I that easy to read?" Oh no. I just... well I..." Hey, it's OK; I was just. They had pitch black hair, slim figures, and the large assets he had become accustomed to. He watched avidly. Each girls skirt was hitched up above her waist, her underwear around their ankles, and their long slender fingers sliding slowly in and out of their holes, smoothly, the juices pouring down their legs. He smirked to himself, noticing their wands all on their nightstands and with an unnoticed wave of his wand conjured a long rope behind them which glowed blue as it became a portkey..