Patrick had me hooked deep and hard and all I could do was to push back into his bulk and hope for the best. It didn’t take him very long to hit my ...rigger spot and after that I lost all semblance of pretense and just used my best filthy vocabulary to express my delight. That seemed to push poor Patrick into a frenzied response because he lifted me right up off the ground and stroked me so deep that I feared he would go up into those areas where most men are unable to go. It was probably lucky. The next day we stayed by the pool and relaxed all day , about 2 in the afternoon i went up to the room to get sum more sun cream , when i came back to the pool , Suzanne was sat on the edge of the pool with just her feet dipped inside speaking to the black guy from the other night , i lay on the sunbed and pretended i wasnt bothered , about 15 minutes later Suzanne came back over , we had a little chat , she said what about him he seems a nice guy , i said no way , not a chance am i letting. Thing went pretty well but it didn’t take long when a pattern started to form. She did pretty good the first three weeks of each month but when her allowance ran out there she was on our doorstep for more money or to make my life a living hell. We paid up at first increasing her allowance but even with the extra money the old time line fell into place again. Putting our foot down we said there’d be no more money going her way and she’d have to stay at home until her next allowance check. That. She quickly took them off, turned off the light, and got into the small bed next to me. I slipped off my underwear, and we kissed softly for a bit and I got my first taste of ‘peach juice’ in a couple of months. We ended up making love twice, slowly and quietly, with Stephie kissing me hard during her orgasms, so she didn’t groan out loud.“Now, that’s what I needed!” she said softly, kissing me a final time. “See you in the morning. I left a can of air freshener in the wardrobe so you can spray.