I felt oddly pleased by this. “Barry…” I said, “I haven’t told Debbie either.” He looked relieved and squeezed my leg again, running his h...nd up towards the hem of my coat. We traveled in silence to his hotel, finding a parking space close to the entrance. Barry jumped out and, like a true gentleman, opened my door and took my hand to help me out. As I stood beside the car, I took off my coat and threw it onto the seat. I straightened my crop top and smoothed down my skirt. “God, Tina. You. I was moaning quietly. After few thrusts, he held my thighs and pulled against his waist.He lifted my legs spread and held them along with my arms. He then started punching his dick in my pussy. His thrusts were so hard that each time my pussy punched, I was gasping. He picked up the pace, thrusting hard in my pussy.The room was surrounded by our heavy breathing, moans, gasps, and our bodies colliding with each other. I was excited so much that my gasps and moans became louder and louder. He. I think the buckle might just be small enough." Small?" The belt buckle, silly. Take it off and hand it to me." Okay, but no laughing if my pants fall down." Deal. Just hurry. Ramon will be back soon."With one hand, Doc Mayfield fumbled with the buckle on his belt. He got it unfastened and began to pull it out of his pants. It came loose with a hiss and a crack. He handed the belt to Mandy.Before she could do anything with it, Ramon reentered the room. Mandy hid her free hand with the belt. Within seconds, my wiener went soft serve, and I slowed down my thrusts like a puttering ’57 Chevy. After I’d come to a complete halt, she looked into my eyes, dejected. I spoke. “Sorry, uh, all that tickling wore me out.” She looked away. “Yeah.” I rolled off her and faked a giant sigh as if I was exhausted. “Long day, huh?” Pam asked. “Big time,” I said. “I think I’m still hungover from last night.” This was a lie of course, but I had to say something. After “resting,” I took my condom.