Being a Monday, it turned out quieter than ever, in fact we were the only two in the place all evening. This meant that we got special attention, not ...only from the old lady serving, but also from her chef husband Tino, who kept coming through and talking to us. In fact, after a thoroughly enjoyable meal, Tino's special tagliatelle, they both joined us for a glass of Pinot Grigio and an hour of very personal, yet inoffensive, questioning. As we prepared to leave, Tino's wife, Olivia, pulled me. He picked the phone, and the spa was made available to the four ladies, whenever it was convenient for them. All they had to do was show up, downstairs. I guess American Express wasn't lying, when they said, "Membership has its Privileges."After the girls freshened up and left for their pampering, I called Mr. Bell to check in. "Hey, Boy!" he said, "How are things at Disney?" Ok. How did you know?" I suspected but wanted to hear it for myself."We monitor your cards to make sure the number is. During this i took the chance to really feel up her ass. I knew i also wanted to pump that next. Still lip locked i slowly turned her so that she slipped off my cock and onto her back.I got up and was lying over her. While she had face fucked me i got the urge to crush her pussy with my tool. I started pumping as hard as i could. Her entire body began to bolt up and down. Her 40D melons were swinging everywhere. I took one in my hand as i placed my mouth on the other. I started sucking as. When Cheryl is agreeable to sex, it's always in the dark, under the covers being her preference, so my longing for a partner who would enjoy fully-displayed unabashed nakedness hadn't been satisfied in years.The woman before me rose to her feet, devouring my body with her gaze, running her hands up and down my thighs a few times before handling my dick again. “You can have it,” I told her. Leaning back on my hands and presenting my stiff cock to her with my mind, I longed for, and even began to.