“Let me check availability on the Wind for you...” She tapped on her computer, “There’s coach seats, naturally, but only one sleeping compartm...nt, and it’s a family room. Also, it’ll be ver-”“Don’t care, I’ll take it.”“Okay, what’s the passengers name?” Maggie asked.“Mickey- er, Michelle Shipmen, er, adult” he stuttered.“Alright. Just so you know, it’ll cost you $1, -” Maggie tried to tell him“No problem,” George said, flipping his dad’s credit card at her. He had no idea how he was going to. That’s just not fair. It really isn’t fair just having three of you. I have to have more. Is that possible?” “Yes, you filthy, dirty, cum slut whore. You want lots, then you will have lots. In fact you will be begging us to stop filling your mouth after you’ve swallowed many mouthfuls of cum, Dirty little slut you.” “Never, never, never, would I say no to a mouthful of cum. But lots sounds great. Lets see how it goes. Now, let me sit on the sofa and take you in my mouth and give you your first. I start with her ankles rubbing them like I would anyones.She says higher. Ok i agree amd move up to her calfs and massage them for a bit. Higher, she says again. Are you sure? I ask. Yes please its sore. I move up past her knees and she lets out a soft sigh. She moves her legs apart a bit to make it easier for me to rub. As Im rubbing her upper legs and inner thigh my heart starts to race. My fingers and hands are dangerously close to her pussy. Then my mind just goes on auto pilot and my. After breakfast I rode the bike to the Mall, where I did four laps. Every few days I added a little more distance to the morning walk. After the walk, I rode around town just a few miles, then went back to Helen's. I ordered the same breakfast again, but without coffee and I got it to go. I figured I would buy Bernard a decent breakfast, once anyway.When the bike was stored properly, I went inside the house to find Bernard sitting up on the sofa but in a total daze. "Hey Dude, I am going to.