"You can bet your fuckin' life on it, cuz." She set a plate of bacon and eggs down in front of Frankie. "Eat, lover. You're going to need your strengt...." She looked at Rachel and smiled. "Want some too?" Cock?" Rachel giggled."Eggs!" Gerta corrected, placing another plate before her cousin."Well, you can't say I'm not trying."Gerta chuckled and brushed a kiss on the redhead's brow. "If you're a good girl, maybe I can get you laid." Good girl?" Rachel beamed. "For a good lay, I'll go to fuckin'. They looked from one scantly clad woman to the other.Finally Don said, "Come on Marc, if we don't get out of here pretty soon, these women are going to be in trouble."The two men turned to leave and Anne said, "That's what Marge and I hoped for."Don and Marc laughed and left the room. The women took off their things and dressed in the clothes they had come in. They put their new things back into their bags and went downstairs.Sally took her bag, along with her mom's, and put them into her dad's. Trina smiled broadly and kissed her. "We'll check in a few minutes."She parted the skirts of her robe with her hands, and spread her firm, shapely, sleek black thighs. Her delectable long pussy was completely visible. She ran her forefinger up and down in the wet, pink channel.Laura reached over and loosened the tie of Trina's robe, pulling it open, looking at her peerless breasts. Then she slid down off the bed to her knees, between Trina's thighs. She looked up into Trina's face, then. Only problem was...you weren't wearing any panties. I stopped in my tracks, afraid I would make a noise and disturb your pleasure. Mezmerized, I watched as you slowly turned your head from side to side...sunning each side of your face...eyes closed...as if off in another world. I immediately noticed the glistening of your neatly trimmed pussy. Your finger tips slowly rubbed across your breasts as your legs swayed back and forth. I felt my heart pounding so loudly I was sure you could hear it..