Cassie saw what was happening and was impressed that he was game enough to be a perfect gentleman at all times. She made a mental note to fuck him at ...east twice tonight.Cassandra and her son finished their meal with about 15 minutes to spare and she excused herself from the table, as well as Adam, under the pretense that she needed to check on a few things quickly before the awards portion began. She took him to another room, dark and unused, asking one of the attendants working there to stand. Edward felt like he was going to faint. There was no way in hell he could go through with it. He didnt know her name. It could be a set up, she could be out to rob him, hurt him. It was after 2 AM, there was no way he could do it. And even with all of his reservations, he found himself sitting in the driveway of the address in less than an hour, stroking his dick and telling himself that he should turn around and go home. He knocked on the door and within seconds it opened. She stood before his. Thinks on her feet. "An excellent idea. John will show you to your room." We will see what she considers presentable.I said, "Thank you. I am afraid I have nothing appropriate, but I can improve on this. I was down south." I sniffed. "You can probably tell." That scored. Mrs. Cabot fought a laugh, though it looked rather like a frown.She said, "Indeed. Such as you may. I shall await you." This is proving more interesting than I hoped.I went to the car and retrieved my earlier outfit. John. She nodded and got on her knees, looking up at her husband with a hungry eye. The man wasted no time, fishing out his cock in the store, and shoving it right between her lips. I paused for a bit to watch the two go at it. It was like they were teenagers again. Her hand snaked between her legs, fingering herself, moaning softly around his shaft as he pumped her, pulling her hair into pigtails for handlebars. He moaned her name as she reached up, groping one fat breast and rocking her hips.