When she reached the bottom of the stairs Vince's mouth hung open. In her absence, she had done her hair and makeup and donned a short white slip and ...atching bra.As she moved toward him he also noted that she had also covered her tiny feet with white high heels. As she took a seat next to him her perfume enveloped him. Kathy turned at the waist so that she was now facing him and slowly wrapped her arms around him.Vince's cock became even harder as her soft pink lips touched his. He responded. He grinned down at me, his fully hard cock in front of me face. "You want me to roughly fuck your face?" He asked me, knowing I couldn't even move to shake my head. "Hmm. You never said no!" With that he opened my mouth, holding it open with his hands and slid the head of his cock inside my mouth. After he positioned himself right he forced his full length into my throat. I gagged and choked, but couldn't move my arms to try and push him away, and couldn't move my. I could feel how warm and smooth and soft her legs were against mine. “It will be fun,” she added.I tried to imagine Morgan in a bikini. “I didn’t pack a bathing suit,” I noted.“Wear your little jogging outfit again then. I’ll meet you here for breakfast at ten.”“Can we take another shower?” I asked hopefully.“Maybe.” Her smile was huge. Her bare legs gave mine a teasing little squeeze, then she backed away from me and started to turn to go.“I should walk you to your room.”She glanced down at. Her eyes strayed as she talked and then found him. He smiled at her. She found a way to excuse herself and then started toward him, eyes lit, hips swaying... She sat beside him and crossed her legs. "Atleast the food looks good," she said. He slid his arm around the back of her chair, just content to watch her. She picked an olive off her salad and deflty fitted her pinky finger into the cut-out hole. "Want one?" she offered him her olived finger. He leaned in. She extended her finger toward.