I told Sandie an awful lot about you, and I told YOU not to let me down..”After some massaging they managed to make it grow again. Sandie continued ...pulling on him.“How does it feel?” asked Madame.“Umm - OK.”“I did tell you how pathetic he is.”When they were satisfied that it was big enough, though still not really hard, the blonde rose from the bed and removed her skirt and jumper, placing them on his chest on top of her knickers. Mrs Smith knelt on the bed between his legs and massaged his. The aroma of which one that sat on my face, filled my nose and the wetness of her pussy cover my mouth and all I knew was my dick being stroked and sucked and my mouth covered in pussy and I licked sucked and tongued this pussy as much as I could, damn I love eating pusssy!! and this pussy tasted so fucking good, I just wanted her to grind it down my throat, soon she worked herself into cum and she came in my mouth, oh the rush of her fluid going down my throat, running down my face, was so. I stood looking at her for a moment, admiring her cunt and my now hard cock was pointing north and I gave it a quick couple of strokes then went to balcony and retrieved a towel.The morning sun shone brightly on the balcony and as I stood on the balcony, quickly drying my body and as I rubbed my hair dry. The guests from the hotel opposite, no doubt seeing me naked with a towel around my head and my cock was firm and long. I gave it another few quick pulls and rubbed the head. I may as well. I wasn't going to get to LA early enough to fly over the Northrop Grumman facility in the dark, so it was going to have to be a daytime, land-based attack. That would normally mean angling into the land and borrowing another motorcycle so I could keep my helmet on. My target was three hundred miles directly north of me (although I was out to sea, LA was directly north because the American coastline conveniently bulges out to the west, which was geometrically obliging of it), but even being able.