Within minutes of 11:00 p.m., they descended on the Last Chance for two hours of lively discussion and serious eating.Rarely did any of them miss an e...even o’clock rendezvous, shift change and obstinate passengers notwithstanding. A little thing like a blizzard wouldn’t stop them on the last night. Their loyalty was surpassed only by the voracious desire to feed themselves and to gossip.Born in southern Pakistan, the snowplow driver made a career out of appearing American. He wanted no one to. I removed her bra and now her massive tits were exposed to Eddie for the very first time. I told Eddie to start sucking my mother's tits.He went crazy on them, sucking and squeezing them like a wild man. I then began rubbing up my mother's pussy, with my hand and Andy began tongue kissing with my mother.It didn't take long for my mother to explode into a cunt pumping, screaming orgasm.It was now our turn. I suggested that we all go upstairs into my bedroom and begin the festivities. Once in my. That was okay too.Getting the hundred thousand dollars down to Vegas was discussed and resolved. Prof would wire it, Ted would transfer Prof to the person who could provide the details at the end of the call.I heard Prof turn down the offer of a limousine from the airport. Pity, as I would've enjoyed a ride in a limo, like I was an important person, or something.Ted explained where Prof should go when he arrived at the casino, and the next thing I knew, Prof was saying "Thanks, see you. "The disappointment on my face made Tiffany giggle while she rubs her slit. I could see that she was fingering her pussy, the soft moans were getting louder and her breasts were jiggling under her arm as she reaches her orgasm. Tiffany's thighs squeeze her hand as she cums."Oh God, Mr. Blake, my hand is drenched in my nectar." Please Tiffany, may I lick your hand clean?"She removed her hand from her slit, "Not this time, Mr. Blake. You can take a whiff though and dream of how it will.