We do sell passes,though."Fel recognized the beginning of a bargaining ritual. "How much?" Depends on the length of the pass." She gave the costs of a...one-day andweekend passes.Fel reached for his money pouch... his _wallet_. 'Keep the terms right,' hethought to himself. Aloud he said, "I think we'll get two weekend passes.By the way, I'm Phil Harris, and this is Andy Torrance." He handed thefemale a number of sheets of paper script."Nice to meet you, Phil... Andy. The Locker Room is over. Robin just kept sucking my cock, swallowing my juice and then sucking more out of me.After a few minutes we all sprawled out on the floor and relaxed. I closed my eyes and listened to the girls begin to chatter away about this and that. One by one, we visited the bathroom to relieve ourselves and take quick showers. Then it was sandwiches and cold drinks all around.After an hour or so, Hope said suggestively, “Well, there’s an interesting question that occurred to me. Molly, you and your. Both nice guys, and they seemed to have a very clear idea of what they were working on. Ethan had all kinds of stories about working with Ryan Adams. I sigh. Guys like that always made it look so easy. I wonder, what would Bennie say about that? What would August? I take out my cell phone and dial. ‘Hello?’ a warm, elderly female voice answers. ‘August Cooper, please.’ The voice immediately grows even warmer. ‘Well, now, you must be Jake.’ She sounds like the way I imagine Santa Clause’s wife. He’d never seen me like this, body arched and thrashing in ecstasy, all reservations dissolved by wine and lust.Sliding a hand between my legs Max finally cupped my smooth pussy, his fingers gliding with ease through the silky wetness. Drawing a finger back, he skilfully parted my engorged lips and found my clit, circling it, teasing the moisture over my swollen pearl, making it vibrate like a finely tuned instrument.Responding to the rhythm of every moan, he played me like a violin, my moans,.