"Then I want you to park down the street a bit and walk to the motel, as if you're trying to hide being there. Come to room 22. And Kim..." Yes?" When...I open that door, you better be all over me. You understand? It better look like you can't wait to get laid. Got it?"She didn't answer."I said, got it?" he commanded."... Yes... I... I got it," she said tears running down her cheeks."And when we get inside, you better fuck me like you've never fucked me before... and you had better look like. A rather handsome guy opened the bedroom door and looked at Melissa; sitting upright against the bed with her hands behind her head, her breasts full and wobbling from side to side as she shook her shoulders, her legs open wide but with her feet together. She watched him drop his trousers. She looked at his already erect cock and decided it was going to be from behind. She quickly turned around and edged herself to the end of the bed. She gave it a quick suck before turning around and. "Dad, can I sit up front with Angel?" He said with a hopeful look. Bryan called me dad again! "Do you mind Angel?" I asked the limo driver. "I would love the company, you can sit shotgun up front with me Chico." Angel beamed as he backed out of the way so Bryan could climb out of the back. Angel said with a smile as he closed the door sealing me in the back. I swore I saw him adjust something big running down inside his pant leg again. The glass privacy divider was up but I could see the top of. ’ ‘I’m sure there are few boring things in your life, Mister Weber, you look like a man who generates excitement wherever he goes.’ This banter went on a little longer until I got a notice that his room was ready, then I had the bellboy take him up to his room. I was sorting some paperwork when the bellman came back down and walked over to the desk where I was standing. He was laughing as he said softly, not wanting to be overheard, ‘Well, your Mister Weber was an interesting gent. He asked me.