He was nice to look at but what really made him special to her was the way he had so quickly got in her head, how he had tapped into her desires that ...o closely mimicked his own. She found herself dreaming a little as they sped down the highway, the reverie was broken as she found his hand had moved from holding hers to gently stroking the palm of her hand. He quickly grew bolder when she didn’t resist as his hand made its way over to her thigh. She let out an involuntary moan as he started to. “Yes still working,” I knew that tone in Liz's voice. “When are you coming home?" “Well, I thought I'd leave in about 40 minutes.” “Oh! Could you get some painkillers? I've got migraine, and you get what ever you want for dinner; I ate with the kids and I left my coat at Tina's this morning, would you pick that up too? Thanks.” Painkillers, migraine and get your own dinner... Well any thoughts of a romantic evening were gone. There had been no romantic evenings for a long time and I also. . . . . . .Thanks, Charlie... See you later?You know that guy?Hell, I know MOST of these guys, but THEY would never admit it!Ahhh HAH! So, you always get free admission?Usually... As long as I stay within stroking distance.Your Mom know this is how you play?How could she NOT? She keeps it to herself, though. After all I AM a grown... uh... woman? Yes? No? ... And this IS Las Vegas (well, close to it anyway)... And I NEVER bring it home with me!Oh NO? What do you call last night at the pool?Hey,. You know it. Next time 15 guys. $600 per person. 15?? Think she can handle that many at once? I think shell be fine, was all I said. I had no doubt that she could handle 15 guys. In fact, based on what I witnessed tonight, if Tom brought 30 guys, Erika would be ready and willing. She was getting a kick out of this. All this attention from guys, seeing herself on camera and being doused in cum. A few minutes after the last black guy came down, Erika walked down the stairs. Hair all wet, tits and.