Like most of the booths in this place, ours had a gloryhole in one wall. I had come here occasionally in the past for some relief; I had gotten quite ... few enthusiastic blowjobs, and even given a few, even though I was not really interested in men - it just seemed like the decent thing to do, and it turned out to be kind of fun if I was horny enough. Anyway, I put some tokens in the video machine, and asked her if she knew what a gloryhole was. She said that she had seen them but that was it. I. Her biological father was taking a cruise around the world and had taken his former secretary who was at least twenty years younger and would make a fine trophy wife.Her new stepfather’s name was Peter and she had to smile every time she heard his name spoken because back in school she didn’t like to use the word cock or dick and usually called “it” Peter because it sounded a lot more refined than “Willie” to her.She would miss her grandfather’s fine Peter and hoped that perhaps her new. She had to let go of him as he crouched down and loosened her skirt, dropping it to the floor, now seeing that she was without panties, her smooth, plump mound delicately split leading into a wondrous place to explore and enjoy.He leaned forward and kissed her cleft and licked several times up and down as her fingers wove through his hair."Mmm, come to bed, Paul, more of that later, I hope," she said as she swept away the covers and got in her nice, big, king-sized bed. She fluffed the pillows. But it looks like they've been getting worried." He closed the phone and said, "come on, we better go show them we haven't killed each other. We can leave everything here for now." He put on some shorts and threw Hannah a large over sized tee-shirt. "Just so we have something on when we walk through the crowded beach." He said.Hannah, who had missed catching the shirt turned around and bent down to pick it up. As she turned her ass to Ron, he saw the clear impressions of a heart on each ass.