“I can’t imagine a stay here is cheap.”“Our deluxe suites start at five hundred a night” the middle aged gentleman in the scarlet red jacket...and brimless cap replied.“Do you always ferry people up to the guest’s room like this?”“If our clients request it, yes.”“Damn. First class all the way.”After a short jaunt down the hall, they arrived at room 1612. The concierge swiped his key-card and the door opened to almost total darkness. There were faint lights radiating from distant buildings through. I liked her of my finger and loved the taste. I wiped some of her thigh and stuck in her mouth, she sucked on it like a dick. loving her own flavor. Her pussy loosened its grip on my dick and her legs gave out. She fell but I caught her and laid her down on her back on the cold title kitchen floor. Her breaths come to her hard and sharp. She was spread eagle and I just stood there admiring her soaking wet pussy. I got down and on my knees and moved in between her legs. "No more Ty", she said in. “Now let’s see how red it can get.” Whack! Whack!! Cristina managed to keep on her feet. The stinging from the smacking of the strap brought tears to her eyes but, oddly, she felt a pleasurable sensation between her legs.Bubba kicked her legs so they swung apart then aimed the strap and swung it between her legs so the end lashed Cristina’s bare pussy. Bubba’s expertise was clear – the tip of the strap squarely slapped Cristina’s love button. The sting was more than she could bare and she tried. "But he was asleep before I could ask what he meant, I already knew how todrive his old column shift Dodge.He was up long before I was the next day. And I woke up to the sound of adiesel engine winding up. It was running rough at first but as he revved ita few times it began to smooth out. It didn't sound at all like his truckthough.Molly raced back and forth and when I pulled a house coat around myshoulders she walked next to me as I made my way toward the barn. I saw theother set of doors was.