Next week's poker party was going to be at Pete's house, and I knew something Nancy didn't know: Pete was going to have an 'emergency at work' almost ...as soon as we got there. Hopefully I would make a good start on my 'research' that night.Nancy was right. I was definitely an eager researcher, but poker night was five days away when we had our discussion. That made for a very long week; though the frequent hot sex with Nancy certainly helped compensate. Finally, the night arrived.Due to the. Still, Oxford was a pleasant enough city on the edge of the Cotswolds. It was almost the very last corner of Old England. The colleges and most of the city were walled in to keep out the proles and peasants that were a nagging and uncomfortable reminder of how far it was possible to fall. Sally had no understanding or sympathy for England's great unwashed. All she knew about them came from the few moments of prole television she occasionally stumbled upon. They were a dreadfully uncouth bunch. I pushed her down and removed my boxer here my monster came out she was shocked by closing her mouth saying so big I can’t take you in ..I slowly calmed her and kissed said darling will make you feel like princes don’t worry I won’t hurt you Because she is virgin she wanted to touch my dick as I gave her in hand by going up she was holding so tight it was chill feel my dick started growing so hard she kissed my dick and try to give Ma blow job as it was first time for her I felt the hot mess of. He ended up at the Bellagio..." Well, that certainly qualifies as nice," Doreen interjected."Wait, it gets better," Christine said. "Somewhere along the line he decided he didn't want to be inconvenienced waiting for me to catch a ride over from the Airport Ramada, so he booked me a room there as well, which totally threw me." She shook her head. "Oh, and of course he didn't tell me where we were staying, just that he had booked me a room at the same hotel, so we wouldn't lose the travel time.