Its wasn’t that she wasn’t decent looking, just not my fantasy, a little older, a little deep of a voice, and the faint smell of smoke. She could ...ee my worry and said that she would give me a really good dance if I went to one of the VIP rooms. Before I could answer the manager turned on blasting music and said to the girl she was up to dance. She asked again if I wanted to go into a room, but had to practically yell it at this point. I said I didn’t know and asked her if there were any more. Since he was retired, Granddad had the time to track down and buy me twenty tons of the same chocolate bars that I took with me last time.I didn’t want my name associated with the chocolate. I didn’t want my competitors to know the chocolate was for Karkalla, because I didn’t want anyone else to think about selling chocolate in Karkalla. They’d probably find out on their next trip there, but the soonest anyone else could find out, return to earth, and return to Karkalla would be at least two. He not only knew how to eat my pussy, but also knew how to use his fingers at the same time. Lying on his sofa, moaning, being eaten and finger fucked had me cumming in a few minutes. God he was good. It had only been 20 minutes since I left the party. I texted my gf to let her know ‘I was having fun’ but will see them later in the night. Still naked (boots and mask on only) I stayed on the sofa sipping my wine. Tim had some music playing by now and was walking around stark naked. We grabbed. – I Dreamed a Dream, Les MisérablesSummer 2015 – Somewhere in the CaribbeanThe redheaded, forty year-old lay on her stomach basking in the Caribbean sun. The smell of coconut suntan lotion wafted off of her as small beads of sweat slowly dripped down her sides. The sounds of the harbor filled the air as Bree floated in her dream-like state.She stretched and smiled to herself as she softly groaned. Finally, she thought, I finally made it here. Sighing deeply, she sank back into the lounge chair.