.."Otis nodded. "Split the take and let him run them and then if someone busts the place, your hands are clean," he advised. Slick nodded, his eyes ho...ded. "I'm outta here. Clean this mess up and move the girls. Marcel, let Slick handle the negotiations with the diner guy while you advertize." Otis headed out.Carmela and Chuck were keeping it clean on the dance floor -- well, almost. Sort of. Usually. The problem wasn't Chuck, either -- it was Carmela. She was out and Chuck was not only dancing. He had grown harder and larger as her hand moved back and forth, he was now nearly double the size of when she had first seen it a few minutes earlier. The soft skin gliding over the hard interior fascinated and excited her. She had heard girls talking about boys at school but never imagined they could feel like this.As she watched, Tommy's balls drew up tight and she moved her other hand to those. They felt tight and hard, very different than just a few moments earlier. Tommy was breathing. Man it was amazing when a girl does you just don’t want to do anything else. It was my time to moan in pleasure and it grew louder and louder with her furious intensity to suck.She was really brutal on that and I stopped her in between to slower down the pace. I just don’t want to cum soon. She suddenly stopped looked into my eyes naughtily, stood up and went away in other room before and I could say anything and she came back running towards me winked to me and said you missed me thought for a. By then she had to be well into her 60s and at that age lovers were apparently hard to come by, even if you had money out the wazoo. Judging from her latest choices of bedmates, she wasn't particularly choosy, either.I was going to rescue her. Yeah, me. And, no, not out of the kindness of my heart, necessarily, but for my own nefarious purposes -- lessons in lovemaking and anatomy (female) and... maybe to gather up a few odds and ends of her wealth. That's right, I'd plunder her if I could,.