"Regardless of emotion, happy or sad, there was that haunting despair inher southern Mediterranean eyes.I hugged her. "Come on, let's eat."***As we dr...ove the short distance to the restaurant she held my hand "Admit it. You like it when I'm dressed like this. Don't you?" Yes and no."She smiled. "Judging by the bulge in your jeans, I think that it's more?yes' than ?no.'"Damn her. She was right.Our meal was not exciting, but satisfying.As we headed back to the track, Cynthia snuggled next to. I played with my cock for a little while and I thought he was playing with his but I could not tell, eventually I got up enough nerve to go over and feel his cock. I notice it's a good looking black guy( my weekness) and when I grabbed his cock it is one of the thickest cocks I have seen. I wrap my lips around it and it is very smooth and tastes great. He moans and I continue to suck for a while then he asked me if I would like to go back to his room. I knew that was an invitation to get fucked. She glanced down at her fine athletic body and saw the white stones bouncing off her finely toned stomach and well-formed thighs as she continued her painful and dogged walk to a fortune.The crowds of people, sheltering from this appalling downpour, watched her with amazement, admiration and not a little pity. Poor girl! Obviously either mad as a hatter or stoned out of her tiny little mind! Her lovely blonde hair was drenched and clinging to her back, dripping water down her handsome and. Wilhelm (or “Willy,” as Karen affectionately calledhim) had discovered her as a dancer in a topless andsometimes bottomless bar. Their brief, but whirlwindcourtship had seemingly returned a great deal of lifeto Willy’s aging cock and shriveling balls, all ofwhich responded regularly to Karen’s almost constantattention. His Jaguar, his mansion, his bank account,and his brokerage account, plus her expectancy ofoutliving him made Karen willing, really most anxious,to wed.