She was a French woman and had invited Louise by curling her fingers. She was older, quite a bit older than Louise, but attractive. A tall blonde bony...woman with small tits and high cheekbones. Her name was Anna. The two women walked hand in hand through a maze of rooms, some nearly empty, others with many women having sex. Some had a small stage with women in various positions, young teens together or more often young with older. “Tempting “, said Anna, “but I stay away from the young. She had just closed the door when she had an idea. Grabbingher cell, she placed a call to Peter. Needless to say, he was surprisedand yet pleased to hear from her."Is everything alright there" he asked her."No but they could be a lot worse. Listen, I have a very big favor to askyou. Please hear me out before you make a decision." Alright. What is it?" Would you be upset if we had our wedding here? And soon?" Not at all but may I ask why?" My sister is sick and I want so much for her to be my. You stand up and walk away into the bedroom, telling not to move or dare touch my cock. After what seems like an eternity you call my name. I practically run to you to find you on your knees, dressed in hold up stocking, the other high heels I bought you and your hands behind your back. “I read 50 shades” you tell me “ do with me as you will” you then bow your head. Now it my turn. I grab some stocking from your drawer and tie them to each corner of the bed. I walk over to you, gently grab the. I got Maria’s pretty ass on that same trip because she made a point of coming back to the bus by her lonesome and pulling her pants down as well as her flimsy school undies for my heated entrance from behind. We did it in a prone bone position on the back seat and she grunted like a happy camper each time I bottomed out in her Vaseline crammed brown eye. It was the nicest ride I had at this base and that included her mother and her older half-sister.Maria wasn’t counted in the tally of.