If we were taking a road trip, it was the obvious choice. We spent 3 days in Nashville. Wren was a great tour guide and showed me all the sights. We w...nt to a different honkytonk every night and heard some very talented performers. The Studio B tour was, in my opinion, a bit dry, but Wren was thrilled. “Can you imagine.” She almost whispered. “Elvis sat on this very stool and recorded several of his biggest hits.” On our last night, we splurged and went to the Grand Old Opry, the highlight of. All day she had been so aroused, and now that his cock was inside of her, she wanted it all. Looking up at her daughter, her eyes clouding over with desire, her mind screamed at her to apologize, but all that escaped her lips was a long low moan of arousal.Gwen could not believe what she was seeing. They were ... They were ... having sex! In the hot tub! Looking away, turning to flee, she felt drawn to the sight iron filings to a magnet. Even as she turned away, her eyes watched as Alex grabbed. She had yet to get a look at the tent in my undies. I was about to sit down when Karen said “Turn around, let me see.” I turned around for Karen and her eyes went wide and her jaw dropped open. “Oh Bryan! Your poor briefs. I think you are about to rip out of them!” I laughed and said “Thanks Baby. I’m glad you think so.”I sat down on the couch next to her and brought her legs back to my lap. The soft nylon of her hose felt so good against my now bare legs. With both hands I now aggressively. He was in fora big surprise."Do you want to cum slave......"Vigorous nodding and a muffled yes please!"Now remember slave I don't want your dirty spunk in my mouth so you mustask for permission to cum."He nodded as she stood and unzipped the zipper across his mouth."Yes Mistress......yes.....please let me cum," he begged."How long has it been slave?" she quipped looking into my eyes as shespoke."A month Mistress," he mewled.I gulped at this implication meaning that when he did come there.