The joint I had brought with me on the plane from BWI. What a ninny, going through security with a fucking joint in my purse. I laughed aloud, imagini...ng my face if the fat woman inspector had spotted the outline on the security monitor. Worse, I had picked just that moment to remember the joint was there and I almost melted down where I stood. They should have hauled me off to a secure room and stripped me for a cavity search. They should have turned me over to Homeland Security as a. Her head laid on my shoulder as her hand rubbed up and down my stomach. With each down stroke of her rubbing, she got closer to my cock. Her fingers eventually entered my pubic hair and she twisted and gently pulled it, as she giggled. Then her long slender fingers wrapped around my throbbing cock. When she began to stroke, she rose and kissed me. We kissed for a few minutes while she stroked me slow and gentle. When she broke the kiss she moved down my body. Her nipples grazed the skin on my. Rachael could have the blue room, in the turret.Then I seated Rachael in the kitchen while I poured a glass of wine for her. "What's the problem, kiddo?" I asked her, when I set her glass in front of her."You know it's Ed. For two months, he hasn't even brought home a paycheck. Then he didn't come home or call last night. I found him, early this morning, in a saloon, with a peroxide blonde older than he is. He started cursing me when he laid eyes on me, and followed me out of the bar, into the. Niney was now groaning with pleasure and had a look of stupefaction on his face as I stroked his hairy bollocks and sucked on his tender bell-end until the last drop of his cum was inside my mouth. Still groaning he stumbled to the side only to be replaced by the fat kids’ cock. I was past caring what they thought of me and pulled him closer with one hand making his stubby dick fell my mouth; then I squeezed his balls with a vice like grip; making him yelp. I acted like a whore as I.