I interviewed many, but - knowing her abilities - she was an obvious choice. I offered - she accepted. We celebrated with dinner that night.When dinne... was over, I walked her to her car. She asked if I was in a hurry to leave - I said no. She suggested a drive, and I accepted. We drove aimlessly, passing through some neighborhoods of homes - past a park - and eventually stopping along a river. We sat, with some nice music playing. As we talked, it became apparent there was some serious. "Good morning," Joan whispered, and kissed him."Good morning," Sam said sleepily. "What time is it?" Early." Joan pressed closer to him, and he put an arm around her. "I guess your plan worked. About Mom." Yeah," he said, and grinned at the memory. "I'd say it worked pretty well."They had been trying to keep their voices down, but at this point Caroline stirred and woke. She, too, looked confused for a moment, then remembered and smiled."I don't think I've had the two of you in bed with me. It seemed to take forever for the liquid to finally arrive in her mouth. When it did, it was lukewarm and spicy. She wouldn’t have been able to identify the spices even if she’d wanted to.“Swallow that cum,” she was told. “Drink it down. Is good for you. Cum from pussy.”She sucked and sucked on the tube, swallowing at intervals, and feeling the men’s combined seed slide down her throat. “Very good whore,” a voice said. “She has skill!”It may have been a compliment of sorts, but to Patricia it. He had damn cute ass, which I squeezed, but when I tried finguring his hole, he refused. I was pretty busy stoking his dick, which was now hard enough.Though his dick was neither too long nor too thick but it was pretty ok. It was cut one of course as he is a muslim. he had a very flat tummy and very huggable body. I really hugged him with my one hand, when he was massaging my legs. Then he asked me to turn over, and started with my back.Suddenly, I grabbed his dick and put my mouth on it..