The heavy sweater Rebecca picked out for me, while we were still "guests" of the FBI felt, very welcome on my upper body. I spent the day driving from...the fly bridge, enjoying the scenery, and letting myself unwind. Lunch was at Caesars Riverboat Casino, on the Indiana side of the river, which was tricky, because they don't have a public dock. I beached the boat, and tied up to a couple of trees, just south of the fake riverboat, they use to justify their gambling license.I was far too young to. I felt strangely amused(?), as Steve unloaded like that, while I, on the other hand, had come inside Cindy's moist, and so receptive vagina; and I had a really huge load that day; which had not just filled Cindy's pussy up, but overflowed it...and as I'd finally withdrawn my cock, the excess had ran down the crack of her slightly plump ass and onto the sheets beneath her. 'Oh MY GOD!' Steve had said, coming up close to the bed to witness Cindy's over-full pussy. 'What a load! Holy shit!!' I'd. "She likes sucking cocks as much as being fucked, not afraid of cum and if she's really horny she'll even swallow, she will perform like in an erotic movie, likes to let her hair down and play the part of a slut", like I've seen her do so many times. I reported back to Monica, after telling her every detail of our meeting she half reluctantly agreed to meet him but not promising anything would happen. So, we set it up for Saturday night at a motel. She was so nervous, again after James now. “Hi, Michelle!” Birgit said happily.“Hello, young lady!” Michelle replied.She went, as usual, to the breadbox, got out two thick slices of bread, and put them in the toaster. I’d already put the kettle on, so she poured hot water into a mug, put some fresh English Breakfast tea into a tea ball, and put that into the mug. She sat at the island on one of the stools. A couple of minutes later her toast popped up, and she got butter from the larder and spread it on her toast, then sat back down and.