"I am cumming!" I don't think I made it to two minutes before I blew my load deep inside the woman just as I was instructed. "I can feel you cumming i... me and I love it! I know it is not you Charles." She said. As soon as my balls were drained I stepped back and Wilson came up and did the same, but he had sloppy seconds and lasted much longer. I stood back watching Wilson and the two old men watching. The lady took us out of the room and back to where our clothes were.As we left the room I. People would rather hear you than the governor or police chief." I don't know if Steve will be able to attend," worried Gwen. "He's still in the hospital. He has two bullet wounds. He said he'd be there? If he said it, then you can take it to the bank. He's definitely a man of his word!"As soon as she finished speaking with Johnnie Dee, Gwen phoned Charlotte. "Johnnie Dee asked me to do something at the memorial Saturday night. I was thinking that I'd sing and was hoping that you'd accompany me. " Oh Mistress Dyvia!" She beamed with a smile. "I'm ready right now." I laughed a bit, "No not yet, Patricia." I paused, slowly curled adeviously deviant Dyvia smile, and continued, "You have lots of cocks inthe next room that desperately hope you are will be nice enough milk allthe yummy cummies from them." Mistress Dyvia! I would love to fuck, suck or hug as many cocks as youwould like me to." "Well here's the deal Patricia, you see that glass box there?" Yeah, it looks more like a booth to. This would work to his advantage. She wouldn’t even hear him coming, but she was definitely going to have him coming. Oh yeah. She wasn’t going to get away from a good fucking now. Drunk as he was by then, he wasn’t thinking about anything else except ONE thing. He came to the start of the pier and grinned as he undressed himself. He was having a little trouble because his clothes seemed to cling to his body. That was probably because he was drunk out of his mind and impatiently horny. When.