“My goodness, Lorelei. My goodness,” he held her close, and murmured into her hair, “Come back to Charleston with me.” She smiled, letting him...think whatever he wanted, knowing she was in New York to stay. If circumstances were different, Lorelei would have happily become Mrs. Beauregard Caulfield. She'd be the mistress of a grand house in Charleston, tended to by many servants, riding to church in a fine carriage. But after the War of Northern Aggression, as Beauregard called it, Charleston. As always the weather was pretty cool and we were hugging each other at the corners and had an ice cream together and she met her friend there on the mall road. After some time I parted to buy some surprise gift for her and went back towards them after that we had some pizzas in dominos and went back to the hotel @11.This was the best part I won’t forget in my life. The room was well settled as a honeymoon suite by the staff with rose petals and with a cake on the table. Maybe she had arranged. I politely declined. After a couple more shots, James took me over to the pool table & told me to get on top. The table was in a darker area of the bar near the bathrooms, so there were people going by. I laid on the table and James unbuttoned my pants. He was between my legs. I was hesitant and somewhat concerned about what he was doing. He saw my pierced belly button and made a comment. He poured the shot into my belly button and began licking and sucking my belly button. He pushed. In all about 6 jets of cum spurted out and splattered the girl’s faces hitting their noses, lips and cheeks.After I had finished Cumming the girls then kissed and said to each other “wow that was good.”Lisa then said “we are off into the bathroom to clean up, could you fix us all some more drinks please?”When the girls returned from the bathroom Karen approached me and nervously said to me “dad, I have a question to ask you.”I said “yes love, what do you want?”Karen said “well you don’t have to.