.. I didn't want to rush myself, either." What is it about me or our relationship that you are uncertain about?" You and I are looking for the same th...ng, Marion. We're looking for a partner for life. I'm being careful because I thought I had found that person before and it didn't turn out to be her after all. I was just at the stage when I was going to ask her to marry me when I discovered her secret, a secret that changed everything between us. I thought I knew her and I was wrong. It was. Another gin and tonic awaits – my fourth… fifth? After more small talk, that glass, too, is empty. The boy – one of the dancers – sitting next to me puts his hand on my thigh. I take his hand to move it away, but he resists, and for some reason I don’t fight it. He leans in and whispers, “C’mon, I want to show you something.” I know I should say no, but I am curiously aroused by, and trusting of, this handsome young man. He takes my hand and leads me into the clubhouse, through a doorway and. "Scramble 'em up." I rolled her mother to her back and had at her. She squealed and groaned and thrashed about until I found the place and the pace she liked, then she stilled, gritted her teeth and climaxed repeatedly.When I came back from the privy, more than ready for my breakfast, having worked so hard int he early morning, the girl asked. "Are you going to do it?"I raised an eyebrow at her."Kill him, kill my filthy father?" I suppose," I said. "Do you know if he's made a will?"The mother. Then he was sliding out again, just to the tip of his cock head, before plowing back into me, more forcefully this time. Then back out as slowly as before and then back in.“Yes, yes!” I gasped to the stranger as I felt his strong arms intertwining my curvy body as he held me tightly. “Yes!” I repeated as I felt his manhood increase in speed and my cunt ached so badly to be fucked harder.“Fuck me! Fuck me, yes!” I begged almost uncontrollably. The stranger pulled my body even more tightly.