Katrina and I jumped in her ride and got on Interstate 95 and headed south. Mature sex Katrina was smiling from ear to ear as she started talking to me. My breaking point was very close. She had my orgasm lingering. (Note to self, always taste your own cum juices when playing with yourself.) Ronnie finally grabbed my face and whispered in my ear that I should save the rest for another time. Ronnie had to hold me up because my legs were pure rubber and I was shaking like a leaf in the wind. In the left hand were the dues in a red envelope. She left without another word and just a smile. They placed the dues envelope in front of Ronnie and then gave her a soulful kiss. Some were so daring that they even got a couple of strokes of the Kitty Kat.
