With acheeky smile she kissed the empty lips of her husband, before stretchingthe neckhole open wide, lowering it over her own face, and letting itsla... back into form onto her head with a violent "THWACK!" Markus 2 letout a moan of discomfort and pain as "he" rubbed his face gently hopingto soothe the pain."There are better ways of getting masked." So, what? Maybe I like doing it like this?" Markus 2 replied in theexact same voice as the original. "Maybe i like doing this too..."Markus 2 opened. She actually had the nerve to laugh. That fucking bitch. Cassie could feel the anger boiling up inside of her. She wanted to smack her, to punch her. Wanted to pull her hair and spit right in that arrogant, gorgeous face. But even as she thought that, she realized that she also wanted to lick her. Wanted to suck on those perfect tits. As much as she wanted to pummel her, to scratch her eyeballs out, she couldn't help but also think about eating her pussy, and – god help her – tonguing her tight. The security lighting outside the hotel brightly lit up the rows of cars parked directly in front of the rooms, whereas the opposite side of the parking lot was dark trees with no security lighting. Do I pull up in front of the motel room where my car will be lit up and everyone can see me inside? Or do I play shy and park over in the shadows where someone could easily take advantage of me in the dark?.. I knew.. KNEW I was going to stand out regardless. Bimbo blonde hair..Shiny metallic gold. I actually got mad, and told her off! I insisted you would wait for her forever, and that Melissa bitch actually called me a ‘child’. Saying I was wrong, and was so young I did not know better.”“Thank you, and you are not a child. You are right, I would have waited forever. It seems like you are the most mature of the two of you. So you finally got your car?”“Oh yes! I picked it up two weeks ago, it’s so rad Pete! I already sent you a picture of me in it, you should get that in a day or so. And.