Sam had never licked her asshole before but it felt so good Jen thought she would cum quickly. Yet, when she thought she couldn’t hold back anymore,...Sam stopped and guided the broad head of his cock to her asshole.Grasping Jen’s hips, Sam held her steady. But he struggled to get even the head into her ass and Jen squirmed from the mounting pain, unable to understand what was happening. Apart from when he’d taken her anal virginity, it had never hurt before. Now, Sam got a firm grip on her hips. " Don't worry, we'll get out of her soon," I offered, trying to sound convincing."But I've got to go NOW!" she said, opening her knees and moving her hands, showing me the small dark spot on the crotch of her pants where she obviously just had a small accident. "I was trying to get to the bathroom before I got on the elevator," she continued to explain, "but the ones on our floor were all occupied. I just wanted to get to the 9th floor!"She pushed her head back between her knees and started to. He had a sick feeling. But he kept telling himself, "Come on, it's just a bit of fun. Just a joke. You can take a joke can't you?" But still, he knew that the guys were all waiting outside to see him in this ridiculous dress. He stayed inside the room as long as he could, until someone from the show came in and told him Trista was waiting in the foyer. He left the room. He tried to smile at the hooting and the catcalls and the whistles and the applause, trying to be a good sport, but still he. She leaned in and whispered in a threatening voice, “Nicole? You...are...going...to regret...not making me cum...earlier.” With that, she turned and dragged me towards the hotel at a good pace. My legs were weak but my pussy was ready. How could I resist?She led me through the lobby towards the elevator and as the doors opened she shoved me inside and pressed me up against the wall before ripping open my dress and leaning in to suck my left nipple. With almost the same motion, her hand found my.