"That was so hot! I though you were going to fuck him right there on the floor!" Sosho! You crude slut!" Clarise giggled. "She wasn't going to fuck hi...; she was going to make intense, passionate love to him right there on the floor." Ladies, this is serious," Nesho said glancing at them. "We have things we need to talk about, like tonight for instance." The other two quieted down and turned to look at Shasta. "Shasta," Nesho continued, "do you think you can wait for one night to be with him?" I. "Is it alright if we don't?" Markus asked. "I think we'd like some private time." Hey, I understand completely!" Corey laughed. "As Amanda would say, you've got some bonding to do." That's one way of putting it." Maggie smirked. "I think this is a room service night."Markus grinned like a schoolboy."Where are you staying?" Corey asked."Me and the crew have rooms at the airport hotel. If you don't want to go too far, the dining room there is excellent." Maggie answered."Sounds good." Corey. I say things in the Irish girl's way so everyone will assume that is my country of origin. It seems so funny to talk about such things because I have always felt we are all Americans since that is the country of origin for almost all of us except for a few latecomers.Anyway, I was at the end of the long hallway just getting ready to go into the girl's bathroom when Tommy Reilly pushes me up next to the water fountain and starts to cup my boob like it belonged to him and not to me. At first, I. And together, to make a juicy fleshy valley of a cleavage. We made our way to the lounge set where sue was waiting for us. Fran tottered on a pair of 6′ high heeled, ankle boots, to complete the bar maids outfit. Sue, as before, directed us into the poses she wanted us to do, which like the last shots, included a lot of me with my face nigh on in Fran’s creamy white tits, or looking up her skirt at her white panties. Alternatively Fran pressed up against me, and her hands rested on, or around.