I appologize the vids arent great as I pulled out my phone while she was blowing me. What happened to the best of my knowledge is unknown to the husb...nd so I had to change a part of the story. If you know you know.So I'm at Lauberge on Christmas day playing a blackjack. Cards are hot and cold streaks both ways. Im playing with panning from right to left clockwise older white guy 1st base young white couple me middle aged white couple and a asian guy at 3rd base who keeps hitting against. " No longer," I said as I climbed in beside her, my mast well stepped."Fool," she said opening her arms and spreading her legs, digging in her heels and turning out her knees."Why do you do it?" I asked as I mounted her, and with her thumb and forefinger she guided my blood-hot ram to her dripping slit in its curly bed."Ugh," she grunted as I shoved, "because I enjoy men. I enjoy rogering men, and the best men I have found are the King's men. They, my god!" She tensed, arched, shook and then. With that taken care of, I put on a pair of flip-flops and some jewelry and went down to the kitchen to grab breakfast. Erin had apparently embraced American sexual mores more than I had. She was wearing short shorts with a bikini top, and was once again barefoot. I rolled my eyes. "You look like a whore, you know." She stuck her tongue out at me, and we headed for the bus stop.We got on the bus, and I sat next to Erin. When I wasn't looking, she slipped her feet over mine and pulled my sandals. We were in the Big Dog Store reading the shirts when..."Jimmy?" What's up, Sis?" We're being followed." Are you sure?" Pretty sure," she said. "The question is how to find out for sure." No," I corrected her. "The question is what to do when we are sure. We're going to need help." I pulled out my new phone and sent a text to Rebecca.I think I'm being followed. I'm going to confirm but then what? I'm in Arrowhead.I returned my attention to my date, taking her hand and pulling her in close, I.