I went looking for them a few minutes later but I think they had jumped into one of the private rooms and locked the door. I walked back to the room w...th the circular beds. On one of the beds, another old guy with a young Asian wife was there. He was also letting any guy come up and fuck his wife. I watched this action for a few minutes and decided to keep moving. By now it was around midnight and the place was starting to really get crowded. I ducked into the room with the open stalls. After. .. you can see me if you want. I ... I like you seeing me, David. Besides, you’ve seen me already,” she said shyly and quietly.Her voice was almost a whisper, and her eyes were downcast again. I was starting to realize that she did that way too often, looking downward in timidity.“Okay, I like looking at you. What was it that I had called you last night again? My little Butterfly, no?” I asked softly.My head was still pounding, and I groaned a little while still admiring the view between the. ”Unbuttoning her blouse, she moved to him, a foreign intensity pulling them together. His eyes narrowed and closed as she stood on her tippy toes and whispered in his ear, “I’m going to fuck him in just the nastiest way, Grant.” She moved around in front of him, dropping her blouse and unfastening her black bra. “I really hope you like it,” she said with cotton candy innocence.Again, she grabbed his cock, massaged it slowly and traced her fingernails on its head. His eyelids fluttered and his. Really an all-American family I guess. Her dad Bob was an airline pilot. He had the classic look of a professional, looked tough but was fairly cool. Her mom Joan was a stay at home mom. Joan was about 40 at the time. She had long blonde hair (dyed, I could see some of the darker roots) and was really in great shape. Slim attractive, and I could see right away were Rachel got her awesome shape from. Joan was stacked and curvy. Joan's tits were either held in place by the perfect bra or she had.