“Boy is this to your liking?”“Yes.”“Do you love this goddess tight pussy?”“I do.”“Can you live without it?”“I don't think I coul... have sex with any other women but you after this.”She kissed me and said “Sorry boy this is only a onetime thing.”Displeased of what she had just said I started to cry. “Venus I love you. I love the taste of your pussy. I never had such a tight pussy around my dick. Please don't say that. I don’t know if I can even live on without you.”She placed her finger over my. I did it while I was on my way to breakfast and then my walk on the morning after they surfaced.The two of them had gone to ground in a coastal North Carolina town no more than a hundred and fifty miles from Aster. It seemed as though they couldn't bring themselves to get too far from their lifeline. Family being the only source of secure revenue for them at that moment. No doubt they would be involved in something where ever they landed. It might or might not be something legal. There were. That sounded just like a copper. The possibility of unwanted publicity, and exposure to my friends and wife back home flashed through my mind. I turned. To be honest the bloke didn’t look like a copper, not wearing that grubby dinner jacket (tuxedo) and the obviously fake bow tie. I managed to croak ‘Y..yes.’ He approached me much like Jimmy Cagney in many of his films, a sort of menacing swagger. ‘Do you know the young lady who just danced?’ What do I answer? Would I get her in trouble, would. She joined me on my 3-seater couch. We were facing each other, and our legs were brushing against each other.I was already 3 pegs down, and she was about to finish her second. She put the glass down on the floor and pounced on me. She was on top of me, and we were passionately smooching each other. My chest crushed her boobs.The dick was poking her pussy with her denim shorts on. My left hand held her hair, and my right was digging into her ass cheeks. As we continued to smooch, I started.