But now, a week later, she was in her hotel room, as Mrs. Jessica Wojtek.Sara had left the door open as instructed and told the reception that she was...waiting for company.He was two minutes late and Sara was getting more nervous by the second. Million dollars is million dollars, she thought, but... Could she do it?Her worrying was interrupted as the door opened, and man with a suitcase stepped in. "Hello, Sara." the rather plain looking man with a suitcase said. "Are you ready?"She was stunned.. My cunt was dripping wet and so hot. Did you like that fat ugly bastard using your cunt? He reached over flipping my dress up to expose my naked dripping snatch. I moaned spreading my legs, but forgot to answer him. His hand came down on my cunt slapping it hard. I jumped, and he did it again and again. One hand on the wheel he started to use the other to spank my cum dripping cunt hard. I threw my head back and came before panting out. Yes sir, yes I loved being used by the fat bastard. Mr.. "Yes you are. Look. One's hard, and one isn't," she said continuing to tease her. "You're Padiddle."The boys used the slang term for whenever a car had one of its headlights out. One off... one on. Padiddle. It didn't take long for them to start using the term whenever they saw a girl with one hard nipple showing beneath her sweater or bra.Eventually, Lucy had let Lana up off the floor where they soon after returned to bed. Much later that night while sleeping, Lana dreamed. Or thought she was. Beth had always had great legs and it was apparent that she spent a good deal of time keeping them in shape. I kissed my way down her right leg until I got to her knee and after teasing the underside of her knee started up the left leg very slowly. As I ministered to her legs I looked towards her swollen pussy. Her outer lips were parted and her inner labia were pink and swollen. Even in the dim light of the room I could see the evidence of her arousal glistening on her open pussy like dew on a.