Mark would say oh "you like hearing about me fucking Samantha huh John", and she would say "are we making your dick hard John". I didn't know what els... to do so I went with it. Samantha reached over and rubbed my cock through my pants. "What are you doing Samantha" I asked."I'm just trying to see if the rumors of how big your dick is are true" she replied"Mark are you going to stop her" I begged.He just laughed and said, "why would I stop her. Do you not want to fuck Samantha"."What," I was. " James took me by the hand and walked to the hotel across the street. He had a room already for us. "I am going to make up for all the wasted time."James pulled me into his arms again. His lips brushed mine softly. I felt his hands on my back rubbing slowly, lightly caressing me. I kissed him back, my tongue lightly pushing between his lips. His tongue met mine as he pushed me toward the bed. We laid back slowly kissing the whole time. James was on top of me now, looking into my eyes. His hand. At last I managed to stop crying, as I noticed Bill coming over. He took off the ball gag and stood in front of me holding his cock in his hand. I sucked it so willingly, I was like a girl possessed. Not wanting him to stop pumping, the taste of his pre cum tasting so good.I could feel something pushing at the entrance to my backside. It opened to accommodate the intruder, gently at first before it pushed ever deeper. I was in heaven as it went deep inside me, I could feel something slapping my. There's nothing we can do, anymore."Martha took Carla's arm, lifting her to her feet. "We've both seen hard times. I think these people are real. And they're rich. Even if the place winds up in their hands, that's better than it going to those two assholes. Now let's get inside and get some coffee. Mr. Matthews needs a lot of information as soon as he can get it. He's got a lawyer from somewhere getting another lawyer out here from Denver. The way I just heard his end of the phone conversation,.