I had already paid cash for the room around 4 pm. After I sent it, I realized that it was not very smart to text her that info. Now there was a record...of it. I guess what they say is true - that guys don’t think very well with a stiff dick. The five minutes that it took for her to text back felt like an hour. Then the text came back. “I will be there”. I got there at about 7:30 and waited. 8 pm came and went…as well as 8:10. I wondered if I had been punked…or she chickened out. But at 8:17,. The crowd of lesbians roared as the two beautiful butches met in a clash of fists and shoe-covered feet. Timing their kicks with their swings, both fighters received and gave without protecting themselves. One could hear fists hitting flesh and the roars of hatred coming from both butches. Both fighters were stunned by the blows but remained standing. Kicks aimed at the crotch although it was protected. Reena got hit in the stomach and grimaced. Elise took the opportunity to get closer only to. “Enough to know I don't wanna be caught hanging out with a loser like him”.“I guess you’re right” Stephanie sighed, and then with a wishful twinkle in her eyes added, “but then he makes tons of money doesn't he?”“Yeah right!" Well, news flash! I'm not really a material girl you know”, Claire countered in a not so complementary tone of voice...Stephanie just wouldn’t drop it, and so she asked, “So what does it for you in a guy apart from great looks then?”“Um let's see...” Claire paused for a. It took a few more seconds before I finally came back down from the orgasm to see Chris smiling face. Should I finish mom? he chuckled, holding up the bottle. Go ahead, honey. Chris stayed in front of me, rubbing the sunscreen across my legs as I fixed my bikini bottom. His hands were firm, but also gentle as he worked from my thighs all the way down to my ankles. Mom your feet are so cute! he exclaimed, picking them up and dusting off some of the sand on them. On Chris request, I had.