You really are lovely arent you. What a sweet blonde cunt. Please Mrs. Johnson. Can I put my clothes back on now. I really have learnt my lesson. Chri...t no. You havent even started to learn yet. And stop calling me Mrs.. Johnson. Im not your fucking school teacher. My name is Diana. But you darling can call me Mistress. M-m-mistress? Thats right. Now I saw you rubbing your cunt while you sucked that big dog cock. Do you frig yourself often? Frig myself? Play with your pussy. Finger your cunt. I. Melissa made a face at Mark. You're always hungry. [Mental picture of a bloated pig.]Mark grinned and told her, "I'm a man of great carnal appetites." [Mental image of the two of them having great sex.] She jabbed him with her elbow. Hank stared at the two teens and Melissa blushed"They have food in this place?" Hank asked, still in a daze. His words drew the young couple back to the outside world."Yes dear, the food here is quite delicious as a matter of fact." Rachel patted his cheek.They sat. I told her that this was too much for me to take and I needed to touch her, she just sighed and said okay, she been wanting me to, more than I could know. At this time my mind is being blown, this perfect young women, just of age, innocent of everything in my mind, wanted this old guy to touch her. I started by slowly reaching down and placing my hand under her shorts and feeling that perfect roundness of her ass, reaching down far enough to feel the wetness soaking that little slice of fabric. The trip to Carson City went off without a hitch and I picked up my rental car for the short drive to Reno. Oscar the Grouch had provided me with a new top notch (but expensive) fake ID in my pocket under the name of Joel Woodlake and within minutes of my arrival I had the casino eating out my hands, eager to let me dig as big a hole for myself as I could manage.I was amazed at how few hoops I actually had to jump through to collect my credit advance. I was expecting loads of paperwork, a set.