” The butterflies went into a positive frenzy while the gatekeeper talked on his cell. Vanille swallowed hard when he stepped out and lifted the gat...e. “You’ll see the parking area just around that curve ahead. Matthew has his tent set up there, and he’s waiting for you.” She didn’t have long to wait after turning the corner before the reality of what she was doing hit her. The first thing she saw besides the many cars parked on the gravel lot was a nude, middle-aged couple walking away from. Shit, had it only been two hours? And I really shouldn’t have any more fantasies like that, about them. What if I moaned in my sleep? Oh no, the hotel tonight. What would happen? I would really need to keep her in my bed now, just so I wouldn’t be plagued by any more visions. I could just reach over and touch her, and maybe knowing that it was not happening would help quiet my mind. But how disappointed would I be when it didn’t happen? Why could I see his face every time I shut my eyes? His. So I'm the boss." Always," I say and give her a quick kiss."Sonja called," she says. "Hey, stop that." Nope. How is she? How is Anna?" They're arriving in like ten minutes." They're in LA?" How else could they..." I mean, what about the tour? I thought they managed to schedule a show at each of our show locations." Sonja insisted when her owners as she calls them planned the tour for her newest album, the first one including our collaborations, that a stop on the tour would coincide with. But right now my pussy looks totally ruined. I kept my legs spread and took three more photos. One hovering above the base of the bottle, and two looking at my pussy - from the front and then angled from below. Most guys like to feel like they did the damage, that a pussy soaked in juices and hanging open was directly related to their athletic sex sport. Show them that they aren't a necessary or even an adequate part of stretching you, and suddenly they are insecure and distracted. So this is.