. ?" Okay. Then." I answered, taking NeedleThorn from Cor and putting her back in her spot.The mention of the lake and her Mom and Dad got us back on ...rack for the discussion we had not yet had. It proved to be pretty simple. After Cor finished her last final tomorrow, we would drive up to Colchester together, and along with Greg Warren, the high school kid who was gong to be our pilot, we would bring the sailboat down to Port Henry to meet her parents.There was a little more. I'm going to cum again! Oh please, Sir! Please make your whore cum! Oh, I can't stand it! Please, please, please!" she said as urgently as before. Mr. Barstow reached around with his free hand and began rubbing her clit hard with his thumb.The added sensation was more than Brooke could stand, and within a few more devastating thrusts, she exploded once more. She screamed out her joy as her body lifted up, arching nearly to the point of breaking in two, and then twisting at the apex. It was all. As I look up from my phone I notice that I can see into your living room, and I catch a glimpse of your bare ass as you sit down on your couch. I can't see your face, but I can see everything else. My thighs begin to burn and clench as I begin to feel my arousal throbbing. Your dick is just as I imagined it, your defined head curving to the right ever so slightly as you become semi-firm in your naked state. You lean back on your couch and begin to rub your hand back and forth over your trimmed. Jumping in with a smile you gun the engine and roar off to your weekend getaway.Time seems to pass slowly with all the weekend traffic but eventually you find the new tower. It's quite a sight, very black and shiny from the outside and seems quite a tall tower. You drive into the driveway and are immediately gestured to stop by concierge who then opens your door."Welcome Fred i am so glad you decided to accept your winning ticket to a weekend getaway with us!" Uhh, yeah thanks." You mumble as.