I sat looking at the photos on my computer, trying to remember where I knew that man at the restaurant from. I pictured several different scenes in my...mind, the different places I had been, and all the countries the Legion had sent me to over the years. Then I thought about him in bush clothes, and it hit me where I had seen him. I almost dropped the cell in my haste to call Maurice. When my call was answered, they said he was sleeping in the back room and they would prefer not to wake him. With the skills she had learned from her Master and developed through many sessions with him, she expertly began suctioning on the concierge’s manhood. Wrapping one hand around his cock she twisted and she bobbed up and down on the shaft pausing every so often to spit on his cock to act as lubrication. With her other hand she cupped his balls massaging them and coaxing them to release their load of his cum. ‘Holy Shit!’ he said as he felt her working him. He leaned back in his chair and spread. We had a nice month and a half’s growth going so we first had to cut it off with the beard trimmer before shaving it smooth.We were both hoping this was going to be worth it.Our rough and tough biker looks were taking a severe beating. Half an hour later, with a little help from Gracie, even our mothers wouldn’t know who we were.When we got to the Maria’s Cantina the place was already doing a brisk business. We noticed a large table in one corner that had a reserved sign on it. I noticed there. ” She said, “Every model in the world has to be open!” and I made a stress on the word “Open?!?!” She winked at me and said, “Sometimes”.The bus was gaining altitude and it was becoming cold. She was asleep and I was staring at her cleavage. Wow! What a pair of boobs!! Lustrous they were. They were also bouncing in rhythm of the bus’ jerks. The crowd settled down and there was none standing. I started masturbating on seeing the live scene. I was about to reach the climax. The bus stepped over a.