" 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. Most notably Markus couldn't seemto get his dick to go down even though he didn't feel like jacking offor fucking Jeremy as Andrea right now. He didn't an admirable jobswaying her rear assets with every step. Still he wanted to find thereal Andrea first. "Go down, damn you!" He pressed his erection down but it bounced back upwithout breaking a sweat."You're really hot and bothered today are you?" Markus frowned,thinking. "Don't get distracted by her. If Jeremy wasn't such a poorliar I wouldn't. We did that a couple of time” K told him.B was looking at her and slowly ran his hand down under the water and up between K’s thighs. She spread her thighs automatically as he cupped her pussy and squeezed it on the outside of her pretty little bikini pantie as she sighed and continued.“I love when you squeeze my pussy like that B. It feels so good. C was right, it does feel better when someone else touches you.”B smiled and kissed her before he told her to continue and tell him what happened. Failing that there’s the all night shop where it costs six pound thirty for a small tin of beans and a packet of chicken flavoured ‘Dreamies’ and no they’re not for me, they’re for my/your beautiful little cat called Cammi.But I digress; No Oyster means no bus and since buses no longer accept proper money because it’s too expensive/dangerous/so last season/dirty and dripping with the blood of c***d prostitutes, or just too heavy for the suspension, or to send someone down the bank the next.