" Awwww, hon," Helen cooed, "you know he's right!"Cindy was ecstatic as she left for her trailer.I looked at Helen. "So how'd it go?"Helen said, "Well... Dan, don't think you were gonna keep a secret. Little snoop there read your credit card first time I whipped it out." Oh." But you know," she continued, "the way it affected that child, I wish I'da thought of it myself. I could've afforded it too, you know." Oh, don't worry about it, Helen. I don't mind it a bit. It was worth it to see her happy. Neither of them has any inclination to separate as their hands begin to wander. Cathy massages his back and then goes lower and cups his ass and pulls him closer.Ahhh, I think he likes this...getting a nice bulge! I can't wait to see his cock, feels like a big one!Cathy eases back a bit and kisses him as she continues to fondle his ass.---------------------------------This is fucking awesome. Never thought this was going to happen in my wildest dreams. Wow, she's stuck her tongue in my mouth!. The one they chose had the appearance of a gentleman’s club, set in nineteenth century London. The chairs were deeply tanned leather, and the octagonal tables had leather stretched over the center. The walls were lined with bookshelves that went from the floor to the ceiling, and they were later to learn most of the books were autographed first editions that had been given to the hotel by the authors when they, themselves, had stayed there.When the couple finished their meal, they purchased. "Yes, bite it, suck it ... jack it, fuck it ... all of it Kris, all of it!" You're going to squirt in my face, in my mouth, on my tits, in my cunt, on ... and in ... my ass," she said hotly. "And then we're going to do it all over again," she seriously demanded. "I want you to cum so much that you can't cum any more, I want to feel each and every squirt of your prick, until there are no more squirts I can even possibly milk out of you, and then ... and then, you'll fuck me again. Even then,.