She breaks off and stares at me with those eyes again. She bites her lip. “I need you in me, Charlie, so bad.” “So bad?” I mock. I want her so...bad too. “So bad,” she repeats, clawing at my top and forcing it up over my head. Her hands come back down, running over my body and I thought for a moment she was going to cum for a second time, just by looking at it. I’m not a bodybuilder or a gym-freak or anything like that, but I’m not a fucking slob either and I keep in shape. As a result my body is. After that he put a cigarette in his mouth and start to smoke it . When he finished his cigarette he said today just one more thing is left to do and after that we will go home . I was surprised by that because when he came he didn't want to do me or touch me or do something else.He start the car and drove about 30 minutes but we going to different part of town this time it was rush hour time he parked his car and told me to wear a sweatshirt he brought with him and zipped it. That sweatshirt. I mean... Ohhhhh, shit. This is her. Damn, she's sexy! I'm good! I am good!" Tommy, could you give us a minute?" I said. "Sierra, how you been? You look good. You look good."We briefly hugged."Good. Good. I'm closing up these last scenes before I retire," she said. My mouth gaped."Wait, retire? You just got in the business. You were one of my firsts. And memorable scenes, I mean." Yeah, I know, the game of sport fucking. It's just that it's best that I get out. I started before you. They watch. The inn itself was as you might expect, very quaint, very warm, and not much more than a three bedroom home. Their room, on the second floor, faced the ocean giving them a view of an incredible sunset. Caitlin noticed that he had registered them as Mr. and Mrs. O'Rourke, but chose to say nothing about it.After their dinner, they shared a bottle of a local wine while they sat on the balcony outside their room, watching the waves and just hearing the sounds of the ocean."I can not believe how.