“Sorry Prue, what do you mean?” he replied. He made sure he was a respectable distance from her and looked down into her beautiful face. He desper...tely wanted to drag her close, but he resisted the urge. He was having enough trouble keeping his cock down, without her rubbing against him, while they danced.“The polite gentleman routine, why?” she qualified in a tone that indicated that he should know what the hell she was talking about.“You made it clear you didn’t want me, Prue. I wanted to see. I was shopping for real estate one day and the realtor took us there for lunch. It really was an old plantation house. It really does have old, crumbling brick walls. The main building really is restored from the original structure. It really is a delightful tropical hideaway. The island where it is located really was one of the hubs of the slave trade back in the day. The old slave market is one of the tourist sights.I not only fell in love with the place, but as I wandered about looking at. ‘Ohhh…… It feels so, so…… good! Abby, Wow! I can feel your pussy all around my cock,’ said Davis while feeling unbelievably pleasurable as this was his first time ever fucking a real pussy. Previously, Davis would always get jealous of his friends and he would usually avoid going on a holiday trip with them as most of them would bring their girlfriends along and they would have hot sex nightly while he sat alone in his room, masturbating to porn. But this time, Davis felt that he was the. ’ She looked at me in surprise then gave me a wild kiss. She may have worried about the viejo line but I knew that even though she was four months older than me I looked five years older than she. My hair had just gone past the salt and pepper stage. We managed to eat our lunch without further incidents. I did learn that Pepe and Maria had graduated from high school with job skills and already had jobs. I praised both for both. I had already decided I liked them. We went back to the house and.