I checked in at reception and ignored the smirk I thought the girl behind the counter gave me when she offered me a seat and informed me that “Mr. B...igg will be right with you.” “Bigg?” I wondered to myself. I had supervised him last year. Melvin Bigg, true to his name, was a large man with hands the size of baseball mitts. He had a disturbing habit of licking his lips when he talked and he always seemed to be sweating despite never doing any actual work. I had never enjoyed working with him as. Every year for the last 7 or 8 he came to my city, and we try to arrange time for several sessions of just raw a****l-like fucking followed by dinner.We met at his hotel the first time about 4 years ago after exchanging hot emails. As I recall, he met me at the door wearing only a towel. We kissed deeply and then I dropped to my knees, pulled his towel off and swallowed his cock. It was the perfect size for me to suck as I gag on big cocks. But with him, I could bury my nose in his pubes and. It took me about five minutes to find the ship to shore number for the island. I rattled it off and was thanked as they hung up. I had internet conference on this thing, but had no idea how to use it. I knew there was a mic and web cam, but didn't know how to work them. I would have to ask one of the kids later, I thought, and chuckled to myself at my ignorance about computers. I would almost be willing to bet Sally and Judy had already been talking back and forth with it. There was a knock at. "Mmmmm," she purred, grinding herself against it. Looking back over her shoulder, she realized that she would have to take care of herself this morning; he was sleeping like a log.That was fine, too, she thought to herself. She tugged on her nightgown until it was bunched above her waist. The man behind her was already naked and, she discovered upon reaching through her thighs, already aroused. Wrapping her slender fingers around his organ, she bent it forward to allow her to slide it between.