Ruth phoned Paul Le Grand and arranged a meeting for eleven fifteen. They went to Monsieur Paul Le Grand’s office. His English was perfect. He remem...bered the time years ago when he met Ruth with her father. Jack explained the deal he had offered Serge. Paul had told them all the French banks were being very tough with security. Paul said, “I have the funds available from the Company's deposit account, I will only take security on the restaurant. I will contact Serge’s current Bank to transfer. “I would like to have a big room.”“I definitely can arrange something,” she said while looking through the reservations. “Yes, there is a suite free. How long would you like to stay?”“I am not sure, as I said, I have not planned much. Let's say at least a month?”“A month?” Shannon confirmed slightly surprised the time. Long-term guests weren't totally uncommon, but most times they not just showed up. She looked down on her computer and to her surprise the room was free for the next month. She. Gina’s head rested on her shoulder and their fingers remained entwined as the sleek black vehicle slid onto the highway and headed down the interstate. Police cars were positioned in front and behind them, but eventually as hours passed, they drifted off, leaving the vehicle alone on the road. Both girls had cried, sobbed, even taken pills so they could get sleep. The news of their father’s assassination had shocked them both, forcing them to recognize that for all his faults he had still been. Up until this pint I never had any difficulty pulling out, but she had me blasting away inside her. At this point I could see why because she started moaning with each spasm my cock made and when I finally stopped and said, ‘Well, I sure came,’ she said ‘fuck yeah, me too!’ The next day, Sunday, Feb. 9th, was fraught with anxiety. I had never ejaculated inside prior to this date and I spent the following day counting (with dread) each of the spasms of semen my cock heaved inside this BBW’s.