. to check on things there, if I might?”Ah, the White Swallow Bathhouse, Bob’s home away from home, as it were. True, we did have a small monthly ...retainer to handle any minor irregular problems for the ownership and its twinkle-toed clientele, but Bob was quite zealous about coddling this minor customer account and often visited the establishment on his way home at night ... or at lunch, and sometimes before work as well. I had to admit it was usually a good place for Bob to pick up on all of. ”“I noticed,” I replied, then gently banged my head back on the shower door a couple times.Apparently, we were having a get-together in the 2nd-floor bathroom, as Celeste stepped in saying, “If you girls don’t grab him and hang on, you’ll be making a huge mistake that you might regret for the rest of your lives.”“Celeste,” I said, “we know.” I exhaled, banged my head twice more, then asked her, “What do you know or suspect about our family? Please don’t be afraid to annoy us, as you won’t. We. He was a good-looking kid that couldn't have been more than twenty years old (I was thirty-five) and I wondered what a kid like that would be doing in a porn theater. I mean, he should have been out fucking a cheerleader or something!Since the blowjob was finished and the two guys got up and left, I turned my attention back to the movie. I kneaded my cock in my pants and prepared to cum in my underwear when I noticed motion from the kid beside me. When I turned to glance at him, he had his cock. She was spending the week there with her mum and her four year old son. Lynne was a single mum, with short mousey brown hair, fairly rough complexion, quite petite with small tits and a tiny arse, which I was determined I was going to enjoy. We hit it off straight away but despite my subtle innuendo and more direct approaches that I would like to get more intimate she was not showing any interest in me whatsoever. However, she was quite attracted to hubby, perhaps because he spent time with her.