Kaley and Melissa were shocked looking around the room.Kaley, combined with alcohol and a sexual desire, took the Black guy’s cock next to her in he... hands amazed.“My god! That’s huge!” she blurted out.“Why don’t you make it bigger?” He said while pulling her head towards his cock.Kaley never felt more impulse in her life. She didn’t fight. She didn’t argue. She placed his Black cock in her mouth and began sucking. He moaned and smiled at his buddies.“What are you waiting for?” The Black guy. "How could you risk all of that?" I didn't risk anything," she responded, looking directly into his eyes with a smile. It was a look he had seen many times before. He called it the "trust me" look."Okay," he said, lowering his voice. "Go on. Explain."Rochelle reclined in her seat and took a large sip of her champagne."Well, obviously, if I hadn't made it to the final round, I wouldn't have wagered a dime," she explained. "I would have simply returned the money to Jamie's account, and we. He wondered if the difference in their age would cause any problems for them. It hadn't online, but in a face-to-face meeting, who knew? He was fifty, and she was twenty-two. Since his divorce in 1988, he had not dated any woman more than half his age. For some reason, that pleased him.She looked up from her organic chemistry textbook when she felt a touch on her shoulder. The stewardess was speaking to her but her world was a silent place. Reading her lips, she knew that they would be landing. God she looked good. She had her cover-up on, but it was open in the front, showing off her firm young body.Heather walked in and closed the door behind her."Where's Lynn?" Harold asked. She couldn't have gone home; it hadn't been an hour since they'd gotten back."She's by the pool." She seemed nervous. "Daddy, I have a confession," What's wrong, Pumpkin?" I went over your limit. I spent about a hundred and twenty dollars." Heather, you know I was very specific," Harold told her, his pulse.