...all better?" Kevin just nodded still out of breath. The two women smiled at each other. Angela leaned over and looked at Ginger. "All we have to do...right now is wait a few minutes and I think he should be ready to go." Ginger looked at her son. "Do you think you'll be ready to go in a few minutes?" The poor k** looked at his mom and shrugged his shoulder. Ginger looked at his pecker which was shrinking more and more. She then looked at Angela like she had all the answers. "Angie I must. That penis had been pressed against a wad of lace, but now it kissed her naked abdomen, smearing precum all over her soft, pale skin.She helped by deciding to try something else, which means she left off masturbating against my thigh and moved so she could grip my erection and masturbate with that.I think that's what actually fucked me. I mean got her fucked.I'm not circumcised and, for whatever reason, my foreskin is really long and loose. Even when I'm hard as rock, the skin around the tip. Perhaps it was some ten minutes later that I requested leave to wash my hands, which were filthy from handling the clay. Mr. Reece had no problem with that so I climbed the stairs and thought that I too might put some ointment on my bottom while I was there. The sight that greeted me though took all such thoughts from my mind. All the blankets from my bed were on the floor and the sheets were missing. I looked around."NO! Vicky No!" I yelled. She was lowering herself out of the window. Worse,. I took a deep breath, ready to go onstage, then knocked on the door to his hotel room.Ivan answered the door; then his face broke into a big grin. “Katja! How lovely to see you! I’m so glad you could make it!”Then he hugged me… a friendly hug, not a grope, and kissed me on both cheeks.“H…hi, Mister Kuznetsov; thank you for inviting me.”“What’s this ‘mister’ business? We’re friends; there’s no need for formality!”I glanced up at him as if I was uncertain. “Okay… Ivan.”“Good. Now let me take your.