See admitted to being hung over “from the Hospitality Suite” but didn’t offer any other details. She told me that she missed me and loved me. Al... seemed fine. Hmmm…what should a husband do?I finally decided: I was going back.I knew she had Hospitality Suite duties and then dinner planned with some customers, and I planned my arrival accordingly. When the time came, I drove the hour to the hotel and convention center. I was early, so I went into the bar and enjoyed a couple of cocktails and the. I'm worried, but I don't know what to do. I hate my decision to come to Oberlin. At least if I was at UIndy or DePauw, I could see her more often. I might transfer at the end of the year." You're really the best big sister that anyone could ever hope for, Donna. I'm so glad I'll see you soon. I miss you as much as I do Rhonda." You haven't listened all week," Whitney said when we sat down to lunch on Thursday. She was sitting next to me and the next thing I felt was a tug at my shirt followed. I picked up the glass and with everyone watching I shot a stream into the glass. On my second shot I even let out a little grunt though my cum filled mouth.“Thats it, “ show us how much you like it.” Mistress laughed before taking the glass from me.I looked over at her friend to see her smiling at my situation, and playing with her husbands balls. She had them cupped in the palm of her hands juggling them. It was making his massive cock bounce around, it was so huge and I don’t even think it. Whoever was eating me out was doing a better job than Simon so I could only assume that he was still watching. Damn, I had hoped it would be him.I fucked her faster with my fingers and she rocked her hips around, slowly moving herself back across the floor. Her thighs closed around my head, she was cumming! She thrust her hips up into the air and with a couple of shakes she came. I lapped up every little bit of her sweet little juice that I could get. I never wanted to move away from her pussy..