“Mom— he’s going to be bitterly disappointed, I feel I’m letting him down,” she sniffled.“That’s ridiculous, you should be ashamed of pe...forming sexual acts on him and he should be ashamed for letting you. Is he married?”“No, he’s divorced like you.”“What the fuck does he do for the rest of the year?... jerk himself off.”“I don’t know but I do know that he fucks great.”“What makes him different to any other man?”“The way he eats pussy, he nibbles on it in a certain way and it just about drives. It was exciting walking into the club with her, (a first for us!), when we entered, we ended up sitting close to the stage and we ordered some more drinks and watched some of the girls on stage. Although we were surrounded by beautiful ladies, I was more interested in watching my wife stare at all the different ladies in the club. Once we had settled in, I asked her to pick a girl to dance for us in the champagne room. She ended up picking out a stunning blond with a sizable rack and a tight,. What room?”“64. Second floor. See you then.” I heard a click as the line went dead and I slumped against the wall in disbelief. Bonnie Wright had called me and wanted me to come pick her up. I snapped out of my shock as quickly as possible and ran upstairs to put the finishing touches on my look. Thirty minutes later I was pulling up to the hotel and I walked nervously into the hotel. I climbed the stairs and found her door. I took a deep breath before knocking. The door opened and I again. And then he freed his raging-hard cock - glad that he wore tracksuit pants with only a draw-string to loosen and not a belt and button and zipper; pulled the pants down to his knees and was in heaven when Casey brought one hand back and wrapped her fingers around his blood-engorged flesh and first fondled his balls before starting to tug and jerk on him. Was absolutely delighted when he worked two fingers into her o-so-tight-hole and she grunted and moaned and pushed back to meet him when he.