I yelled at her how I had heard her at the Ramada, ho ho, telling Nick she would only suck him off because yadda, yadda. This little tidbit she didn't...know, and it hit her hard. Possibly because I had revealed my clever, snooping, playing detective side to her. I called her a lying, cheating whore cunt, and much, much worse. I was hurt, and angry, and pissed. And totally out of control.The capper came when I picked up one of her favorite Hummel figurines--a precious possession her late mother. Soon he asked if she wanted to get out of there and head somewhere private. She took his hand and led him out of the bar. Once outside he pulled her up against a wall and planted a big kiss on her. She said he pushed his crotch against her and she felt his hard dick pressing against her. He wanted her to come back to his house, but she took his hand and began walking across the parking lot in the direction of her hotel. She said that once they made it up to her room, clothes began to fly off. He had his arm around me and I was cuddling in close with my head on his massive chest. God, he really was gorgeous. Out of the blue Danny just looked at me, ‘Jen, why don’t you suck my cock again,’ he said kinda like he wanted a soda or something. I looked at him and just laughed assuming he was joking. However, his face became serious, a questioning look really. I stopped giggling and gazed into his almost somber face suddenly feeling nervous , diverting my eyes a few times in my uneasiness.. ‘Aww, thank you,’ she said, as she reached up to give him a soft kiss on the lips, which quickly turned passionate. Daniel groaned as Sophie’s tongue swept over his lips, teasing them, loving the way she sucked his lower lip between her teeth and nibbled at it, soothing it once she was done. He wound one hand through her hair, her gorgeous, silky hair, and the other found its way to her waist, pulling her in closer until she was on top of him. Daniel reveled in the feel of her weight on top of.