" Ellen's pussy was wet again but she couldn't masturbate in front of her daughter, it would have to wait. "What do you think, think I should do it." ...That young girl certainly enjoyed it, did you hear her squeals," said Laura her own pussy very wet as well. "It would only be a one off though, I wouldn't want to do it all the time, if I did," she answered quickly. "You've already decided haven't you," said Laura picking up on the last bit. "It had crossed my mind, your Daddy is a bit boring in. Weeps, discomfort of Swati and Tarun was indeed in terrible condition. I picked the card and started to deal. He made sure that I loose but lucky for me and unlucky for him he lost. He looked at me with sad face. I said game was over and we’ll play again tomorrow. I asked his friend that would they like to join me tomorrow also.He readily accepted but Tarun looked at him angrily. After 20 minutes his second friend came out, he dressed and they were about to leave. They finished their glasses. The neon sign on the motel office was on with the blue letter R blinking. The office was dark. It had to be past midnight.Megan pulled up alongside of my car. We walked quickly to my room and as soon as I opened the door, she squirmed by me, her round luscious ass straining her tight jeans. I had left a lamp on. When I entered and closed the door, she took her jeans jacket off and tossed it on the floor, her eyes on me like I was prey.“So how do you like your feminist slut,” she said, slinking. Mush! After a shower and glass of water she had went to bed, settig her alarm for 2pm. She had fallen asleep immediately. Lying in the bath, that Sunday morning, she tried to recall what had all went down, at Robs, on Friday night. She shivered at the memory, and her fingers found her slit. As normal...access was easy. The cab drive had been where she had lost her knickers. She remembered that. Rob had insisted she remove them....quite loudly, and the cab driver had adjusted his interior.