If I had two beers, I’d wait an hour prior to proceeding to Tilpa, where I hoped to stay at the Tilpa Hotel on the north/west side of the Darling. B...fore dinner, however, I tried out the sat-phone, calling Patrick.I got him, narrated some of my travels over the past three or four days and told him my immediate plan. “Sounds fine,” he responded. “Meet any sheilas?”I laughed. Outside of waitresses, only a woman in her forties at the motel.”“Well, be wary.”I told him of the brats on the paddleboat. .. then i kneel down on the floor in front of u as u stand & slowly unbutton your jeans sliding them down 2 the floor revealing your soft & sexy cock... i look up in2 your eyes as i push u back on2 the couch & creep between your knees... i put both of my hands on the floor next 2 the front of the couch & lean 4ward then open my drooling mouth as wide as i can& let your flaccid penis slide between my lips & feel your smooth shaft slither over my tongue & in2 the opening of my cock-loving. Janice told me that the sounds of sex, the squishing sound of a cock sliding back and forth in a wet pussy and the moans and groans the two of them were making, and especially hearing Marilyn when she was having an orgasm, was making her extremely excited and horny. Janice told me that she was so aroused that she slid her hand down into the front of her pants and began fingering herself. She sat in the chair, legs apart to gain the best access to her pussy, running her finger up and down inside. I was a little early, I thought, so I had time. I took my pants and shoes off, stowing them in the back, and brought out my 6 inch heels with ankle straps, blonde wig, what little makeup I had, and the mesh arm gloves. There wasn't a lot of room in my little car, but I managed to strap the heels on over my fishnet stockings, and set the wig in place with some adhesive, apparently very strong, and did my best with some eyeshadow, fake lashes, and slutty red lipstick. Up close, you could tell I.