Pam enjoyed the afternoon with her friend and daughter, and much like Ron, glad to have some more time away from the seemingly irresistible sexual urges that seemed to invade her brain whenever he was near her. Her mind seemed to kept flashing back to the way his penis had, unknowingly to him, jutted out of his shorts during the car ride down to Miami, and the way she had been forced to grind her ass into his crotch on the plane, and most of all, the way she had felt spying on her own daughter, greedily kissing and sucking on his perfectly shaped, impossibly large penis. Even at lunch...