We stood in the wind at an airport. A small jet was in front of us. Mr. Prescott explained the details, going on and on about how he was going to tran...fer the fifty million immediately and would be there when I returned, and that Becky would be there too, to corroborate his judgement. And how a person was arranged to take over custody of the account if anything should happen to him. And on and on he went. I stared at the plane. There were two men, both in dark grey coveralls. One must be a. Feeny, right?"I had a chance to nod before he led me toward the front desk. "I'm Jack, the guy who directed you on how to get here. Let me help you through the bureaucracy and get you to your room. I'll give you a quick tour, a rundown of everything you can do, where to eat, and you'll be on your own."Check-in only required me to show them my driver's license and sign a card. The foxy lady handed me a key card and asked, "Do you have another traveling with you that might require a key?" Nope,. Used to get hard seeing it. Used to masturbate a lot. We were very open with any topics. I have seen many of my moms friends naked in her changing room during shows. But as I stared growing up mom was coming out of her modeling life and was more into training. So I hardly got to see any more nude babes. I was then attracted to mature women only. I always tried different technique to hit on moms friend thinking about her.When I was 18 my dad retired from the service, but he picked up a job in. However, I was in a battle to win. To make sure of that, I made sure I kept my face in her crotch as much as possible during this period of intense competition with her lover. I even had to adjust to giving her head after she'd come in from dates with him. She'd come in the wee hours of the morning looking dishevelled, well fucked, and put away wet and sloppy. However, not to be deterred from my objective, I'd go down on her time she came in. Yes, I ended up tasting and eating her lover's.