I never correlated the quality of a woman with her baby-making abilities. That was sick and cruel, and based on how she felt about that, someone else ...ad told her that she was less of a woman because she couldn’t have babies. But then I realized I was no better than that person. The week that we spent apart with me refusing to call or text her was the one week that we truly needed to be together. Or maybe she didn’t need me there. She was strong enough to pull through hearing the news, strong. She was dancing all night and we had a few guys that she was really getting along with and when they found out we were looking to have a threesome they got freaked out. She was super drunk and extremely horny by the time we left the bar. At around 3 we called an Uber and waited outside for it. She was that level of drunk were she just wanted to touch and kiss and was really suggestive in her comments to anyone and everyone that would listen. Our driver picked us up in a nice Tahoe. He was early. She still hasn't gotten me off, though... "Well," she replies, unstrapping the dildo, "I'm not going to let YOU have all the fun." As she removes the strap on and sets it aside, she slapped me lightly on the ass. "You feeling energetic?" I sit up in reply; my asshole feels a little sore, but barely noticeable now. "'Cause I believe it's my turn." She moves up in front of me on all fours, her well rounded and perfectly shaped ass bared underneath the lingerie. Straightening up momentarily, she. Luck was with me, and they all took rooms in the same hallway. I mentally marked their rooms and decided I would come back later to see if any of them wanted a little company.Later that night, I returned to the hotel and went to the hallway that my prospects had taken residence in. I knocked on a couple doors and after being turned down a couple times, I found a particularly lonely salesman. He let me in and we talked about what services I offered and the cost of them. We struck a deal and.