" I replied, "Jim Dorn says piss, not tinkle." I then headed into the bathroom. I pulled up my dress before I realizedwhat I was trying to do. 'Oh, ba...ls,' I remember thinking. I hadn't reallygiven a lot of thought to these lady parts I was not fitted with. I satand forced it out, while holding the little string away from Laura'svagina like I had seen an ex do. I finished up by wiping myself like I'dseen that ex-girlfriend do too. I washed up, and we set up our travel arraignments. Laura called. Before bed that night she asked if she could take me up on that back rub still? I instantly got about half hard. I agreed and told her I would meet her in her room in a few minutes. My heart was pounding in my ears as I went to get my oils and head back in there. My wife was already in bed so I knew I would be good to go. I slipped into Bev's room after lightly knocking. I told her to go ahead and take off her bath robe and lay face down whenever she was ready so I could start. I was expecting. Kentucky Bourbon, Four Roses Bourbon, Maker's Mark, Jim Beam ... Going through town is like going down the liquor aisle at the drug store. And, of course, Triple Crown Bourbon. Not only was Bart the master distiller, he actually did own the company. It doesn't take all that many people to run a distillery, I guess. Bart said he only had twenty employees. The party was for his employees and their families. As soon as we got to the hotel—the General Nelson Inn—Bart grabbed me and took me to 'his. Yeah, we got carried away, Monica sighed, a happy smile on her face. That was the best sex Ive ever had, Jonathon. It was, cutiepie, I agreed, kissing her cheek. Well, there are people knocking insistently at your door. Shit, I muttered, pulling out of my wife. White cum frothed out of her asshole, I smiled, admiring her submission, and gave her ass a slap, she giggled. I grabbed a bathrobe and headed downstairs. There were two FBI agents on my porch. One was a fat, balding man in a cheap suit.
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