A small price to pay, there was no denying John was about to get his money’s worth. Occasionally, as they walked, John’s hand would stray to Mandy’s backside and issue a little grope, eliciting a giggle in Mandy who was clearly revelling in the older man’s attention. Unbeknowingly, it was Mandy that made it possible. Twice Mandy got up to go the toilet, passing close by, which kind of spoke for itself, he guessed. Moments later, tossing back her hair, Mandy’s lips were fused onto the head, sucking softly as she rolled it around a velveteen tongue. But Toby did. She also hooked up with Lindsay online and whilst her friend was receptive to the idea of visiting Devon, she’d be unable to make it until Wednesday. Instantly recognisable from numerous sessions on the webcam, John was there as planned, shepherding the teenaged girl away, amid gushing compliments. Mandy blushed, bringing some much needed colour to those washed-out cheeks. Dipping in a finger, Mandy tasted the joyous bounty as a spent and exhausted John flopped back on the bed, breath racing, chest pumping.
