But happy and glowing all over…I’d taken them both like a good slut.Ron had built the fire up a little. When Bill finished he rolled off, we pulle... the sleeping bags over us and just drifted off to sleep. It took me a while. I remember just laying there on my belly, my gaping rectum leaking a little cum and just glowing in the feelings after sex…in my messy sleeping bag.Sometime, long before dawn, I woke up when Ron untangled himself to put more wood on the fire; that was good because I REALLY. Cassandra didn’t need the money. She made good bank peddling convention and exhibition wares. And her husband did even better in insurance as a State Farm commercial broker. So it could be merely a lark, an adventure away from the hubby and kids.Or it could be she was hooked on Massimino.Or it could be I didn’t have a fucking clue.Door Number Three.Still at the Taj, armed with this new banking info, I called Cassandra at home. Which, enraged her. Her husband had answered the landline. Quietly. More

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