"All that's true. I had a good night also. I do want to make Naples today." Let me prepare some breakfast and we can head north." That would be good, ...Eddie. Why don't you start breakfast and I'll load the car?" Eddie nodded and went outside to walk to the restaurant.I had left the car close the lobby entrance. I went out with one case and opened the trunk. I loaded all four pieces of luggage into the trunk and closed it. It was so quiet that it was eerie. I realized that my mind was trying to. Then Mel then picked up Ann’s key card from the dressing table top and disappeared, as she left she said “have fun you two, see you at breakfast”, then she turned the light off.I got myself to the top of the bed, and slipping my hand between Ann’s legs gently massaging her lips. I whispered in her ear, let’s get naked, and we both got undressed and slipped under the covers. I played with her nipples which soon got hard, she was damp with the attention I was paying her clit, I slipped in a. Once Father Murphy arrives we must all lift our dresses up around our waist so that the father can inspect our privates. (Us girls in training are no longer allowed to wear panties. We have been told that as sex slaves we must be available to any male who desires us with the least delay, hence no knickers or thighs. It seems most odd to be undressed like that below my skirt; it is also a most peculiar feeling when the wind blows and goes right up and fans me there at the top of my legs.) I have. Symphony moaned with intense pleasure as she felt his prick growing in size, stretching slowly down her throat."Mmmmmmmm!" she purred, chewing on the base of his prick with her glistening lips. She felt the coarse fabric of his pants against her lips and the jagged edge of his zipper. Reaching just above his prick, Symphony, with some help from Curly, unfastened his belt and pants. Together they pulled them down to his thighs. Reluctantly, Symphony pulled her mouth off Curly's cock so he could.