She gently lay down on the bed and seductively ushered me over with her middle finger. She lay, with her head on the pillow, as I straddled her chest ...nd gently lowered my cock to her mouth. Instinctively, her tongue knew exactly where to go, she was very good at this. It swirled around the head of my cock and slowly worked its way up the shaft until it met my sac. I was in dreamland as she kept repeating this movement over and over again. After a while, I got off on her face and knelt down. The air was full of the smell of coffee and bacon, and though this would normally stir my appetite, I was completely distracted by my thoughts.My reverie was dispelled by a sharp yell from Uncle Dick, warning me to get myself downstairs for breakfast or he would throw it out. I brushed my teeth quickly, pulled on my usual shorts and t-shirt, and started down the stairs. I was in agony with every step. I could not imagine how to face Aunt Jane. In retrospect, I seemed to have no problem in. Many ofthe other travesti whores along the strip didn't like him at all. Theydidn't trust foreign girls, especially if they were blonde and tall likehim and attracted the punters. Most of them were Azeri or Armenian, acouple of stray Turks. Sucked into the Paternoster operation like he'dbeen. Most wouldn't ever get out again.They'd come for him later on the night of Masters' meeting in the carpark. They'd grabbed him in the men's toilet of Klosten Airport as hewaited for his hastily booked. " Where are you going?" asked Danny with a frown as she headed towards the door."Out," replied Sylvia. "You get some sleep, you've got a long days driving ahead of you tomorrow."Danny nodded and lay back on the bed as Sylvia left. He'd kind of been looking forward to cuddling up with the curvy beauty in bed. He was still a little hopeful that her resolve might crumble and he'd get into her panties during the night, but he guessed that was not to be.Day two of the ventureThey'd spent the.