I chose it because it was a small scooter with a big engine. It would do what I needed it to do and still look small enough so as not to need register...ng. I would need to fake it for only a week or so, I suspected.The weather was still cool enough, so that I didn't draw any attention wearing gloves even during the warmest part of the day. If I had to bail from the scooter, I wanted to leave no fingerprints behind.Jeremy and I sat down the street from the shelter with Alice carefully monitoring. She understood and helped me open her top. As soon as I opened it, I started kissing the most beautiful boobs I have ever seen. And I lied her down again.And started kissing her on her cleavage and boobs over her bra. They were so yummy that I didn’t want leave them. I liked them, sucked them, bite them. I played with them as much as I could and her moanings were driving me crazy. The more she moan the more I bite, I suck and lick. And later I went down here tummy and her belly button. I was. We boarded the jet for Charlotte at 5; we wanted to make sure we were there early. During the flight we had a meeting to review the credit reports we had purchased for Brady Smith personally and his business operations.At 6:30 we were walking into the Charlotte rental site; it was already open and busy. Jack and Randy both were in suits and ties, my guess was that Jack had helped him upgrade his wardrobe."I will call Max Kelly and tell him you are here. He needs to meet with you as early as. Fill me up!” she gasps.Later, as I slide from her cunt, she’s still gasping and pant-ing. I look down and see her legs wide open, her cunt and ass soaked with come. I stare; I can’t take my eyes off that deli-cious cunt, for covering it is my come, not the white, milky substance I’m accustomed to seeing, but thick, golden fluid. It looks almost like honey!Lying there, my wife is a picture of beauty. Her face and chest are flushed with passion.“Oh,” she says, “I never felt that way before;.