Just before they left, Grace spoke to Sam, "Sam, I have been thinking of branching out to MP (Missionary Position), and I wonder if you know of any do...s I might be interested in." Gee, Grace, I don't normally deal in that market, so I don't know how much good I could do you. The only MP trainer I know is Ed Hawkins. You may have heard of him. He has a reputation for putting out a quality product, so he would probably be a safe source. If you like, I could call him and ask." Oh, yes, Sam, that. .fuck me harder," I responded.And, he did.He reached a hand over and grabbed my hair fully and pulled it back as he rammed himself deeply into me."Ohhhh," I let slip as he did so."Yeah, you fucking like getting hammered by this big cock don't you." Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes," I spat out with each thrust.He pounded me like this for at least another 10 minutes before I had the wherewithal to reach underneath and begin rubbing my clit.As much as I love getting fucked hard like this I cannot cum. Okay." You can call me, Mom. We have a phone now. As Darrin's agent, I needed a phone. I have a computer, too." She laughed. "I even have business cards. They say, 'C. Cannon, Artist Agency.'" She gave her mother the number. "Talk to him. There's really no need for the two of you to come to Vegas. If you want, I'll talk to you every day for a week. I'm fine." I'll call you back. Bye, sweetie."Carrie hung up and shrugged. "Knowing Dad, they'll be here tomorrow, but I gave it my best shot." I. My breathing got heavier as Bruno got to work and I was also watching his dog getting to work under his shorts.Just then I saw the old guys head go back, “OMG!” he said as he reached orgasm, I watched as his cum seeped through his shorts and his dog lapping up the creamy liquid, I was kind of jealous but also excited to see it.Time was getting on and I really had to get back, I gave the old guy my number and told him to text me agreeing that we could meet up again. I put Bruno back on the lead.