'Okay bitches, on your feet, we need you to slowly undress each other, then make love on the sofa.' We did not need telling again, it was so good to h...ve a loving tongue on my clit. A couple of explosive orgasms and the guys wanted us.'Right, you white sluts, lie over the sofa arms, one each end.' Naturally, we did. I looked Red in the eye and smiled, she smiled back. A cock entered my already moist pussy, no gentle foreplay but straight in. Opposite me, I could see Dwayne mounting Red, she. Tonight was one of those nights. And tomorrow was my birthday too..."Crap," I realized, "I am turning 55 with two grown and gone kids, a dead wife and a medical practice." So, I ate a burger at the Wet Dog Saloon along with two flagons of their excellent Poop Deck Porter, chatted up my waitress who let me know she was available by giving me her cell number and a smiley face on my receipt, then returned to my room. I put on my trunks and headed down to the hot tub to soak for a while before. “Right, babe. Truth time. Pants down.”Alexa's fingers went straight to her belt. Loosening the thin navy leather, she undid the button on her pinstripe suit pants and pushed them to her thighs.Nicole breathed, slipped down the zip on the side of her skirt, and lowered it to her hips, revealing her white cotton bikini panties to her friend.They both smiled.Alexa pulled up her pants and redid her belt, watching her friend reposition her smart skirt. “I haven't called my mum this week, so a. Then this woman who helped him get out of jail turns up dead in a Teton river. But nobody in the area has seen him or that twerp of a son of his. And, if he has been around, someone would remember Hagewood's big ass. It just doesn't make sense that we can't find him — unless he has help. Professional help..." Sir, even if he does, it doesn't mean that it has anything to do with me..." And, what if it does have something to do with you, huh?" the General snapped back. "I'd be guilty of neglect.