Pete served the ladies and asked if there was anything else he could do for them. The blonde answered him, “yes, I would like some amour sauce for m... food please.” “Certainly and would you like some as well?” he asked her friend. Her friend said, “No thank you. I have to watch my weight.” With that Pete unzipped his fly and removed his rapidly hardening member. I couldn’t believe that this was real. Pete was leaning over the blonde lady’s food stroking his 9 inch trouser snake. For the next. “Good work, Michael,” he said, and he winked. I’m serious, he winked. I managed a “Yessir” and my own smile and continued on down the hall.The funny thing? The ambassador had been screwing his own wife. I’d thought there was a rule against that sort of thing at Carnival. We never spoke of it again, but his wife had a little smile for me the next time I saw her, so all was OK. Fortunately, neither of them saw fit to let the Contessa Y know whom I’d been with in that room.Tonight, we were in that. More

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