As I requested she met me at the VIP Lounge in the airport wearing the only clothes she would be taking which was a simple sundress and sandals no und...rwear, jewelry or even a watch. I was waiting and could only shake my head as I saw her. That only made her smile even larger. Monica didn’t even get to sit down or have a drink. She had just given me a hug when we were told our plane was ready. Monica was speechless when we walked down the stairs an out to a waiting cart that drove us over to. With Janice and Miranda's help, I was just about able to get Bel standing upright and vertical again. I say 'just', because if anyone had then let go of her she'd have then collapsed right straight back onto the pavement. A quick feel of Miranda's energy suggested she was near equally done in."Whatever masculinely clever idea you've plotted for your encore," Bel weakly murmured, "you're going to have to do it without my help. I couldn't light a candle now, but after the carnage you've just. I let out a loud, moan. He blows into my clit, something I’d never felt before, but it makes me go crazy. I grab at the bed sheets, so close to my orgasm. But he doesn’t let me. He comes back up to me and kisses me. I taste myself on his lips. He removes my bra as he kisses me, and I remove his boxers. He’s huge. He flips me on my back. I nod and he presses the head of his long cock to my clit. I moan, wanting him inside of me. “Please,” I whimper. He slides his member along my clit, teasing. Roger’s penis was fully erect and she had not seen it like that for a couple of years now. She estimated that it was about 3 ½ inches long and it was easily as thick as her thumb. Not a bad size for a young lad she thought. Jim’s was hanging down over his ample scrotum. Roger got hold of his Dad’s penis and lifted it so it stuck straight out, he then moved his hand to the end of the penis and gripped it with a firm grip and started to slide the foreskin back. It slid back easily and clipped.