Mark reaches the 19th floor and walks out as the lifts doors open he startsto walk down the corridor looking at every number 360, 361, 362, 363, 364,3...5 and bingo! 366 he takes out his key and slowly enters it into the keyhole he looks at the door and smiles as he slowly turns the key unlockingthe door, he slowly pushes the door open and enters the room he turnsaround puts the “do not disturb” sign on the door as he slowly closes it,slowly he walks around the hotel room looking around the place. He ran his hands over her stomach and down to the swell of her pussy.She parted her legs, to let her son know that she wanted him to touch and play with her pussy.Robert cupped his mother's pussy in his hand and gave it a small squeeze. With one finger he parted her lips. Probing and moving ever so slowly he slid one finger into her. She pushed her hips up to hurry him along. His finger was deep in her pussy he could feel her wetness. He stroked and plunged his finger into her bringing her warm. Wanda bit her lip and had added nothing yet.“A tie? Everyone else abstaining?” I worried.“No,” Pat and Wanda shook their heads. Wanda let Pat speak first. “You don’t know everybody I know. You didn’t go to my school. If I’m here they could be here. What if you hadn’t recognized Marin’s last name? What if you had sacrificed her to Reggie? Connie got it. How many cheerleaders are there?”“Seventeen.” She answered. “Fifteen to perform and two backups in case of injury or other problems.”“How many. I spent an uncomfortable night, awake, between my wives, waiting to leave for yet another battle. Somehow, I had to reinvent myself to avoid all this violence.The flight to Paris was in three stages, each in a chartered jet that was booked by a different company, for a different reason. The likelihood of anyone being able to track us backwards was so slim, that we stopped worrying about it, except for Edward's on staff worrier."Do you think we will tip them off and blow the element of.