Hello I am Marcus Franklin. I own a small motel in the Riverina and I spend a fair amount of my time in the bedroom. Well bedrooms to be precise. I ha...e just bought a 20 room motel that I will be running with my wife Sharon. We have bought it from two friends of ours Bill and Sheryl. It is called Roots Motel because years ago it was owned by the Root family, not because of the shagging that went on.We had dinner with Bill and Sheryl one night in the restaurant section of the motel. They were. " Huh?" Oh ... that's not ... what little secret?" Paul, I have no idea what ... oh, hold on ... tell me what they said. Exactly." Shit, just that. They said you're not a lesbian." Those bitches!" Listen, it's alright, I can pretend they didn't say a word, if you want." Oh, I'll cut their tits off. Four tits!" Hey, steady on." The conniving little bitches!" You said that." Pull over. We need to talk."The road was deserted, so I just pulled over to the side and stopped. I pulled on the handbrake. "I would really like to kiss you goodbye," Marsha responded. Catie noticed that Marsha's nipples had become very prominent under her white blouse. "I have never been kissed by a girl," Catie admitted. "If the thought of it makes you uncomfortable you don't have to do it. I just wanted you to know how I felt," Marsha stated with her face just inches away from Caties.Go ahead," Catie said in a forced whisper. She had never been afraid to try something different. The stunning teacher leaned. I want you on your knees for that slut"Her voice was hot, but commanding and I found that i had no choice but to obey, lowering myself in front of her, keeping my eyes up to look at her until i was kneeling; legs spread in front of her; ready to worship. I moved in, kissing the lower part of her tummy with soft lips as I slid my hands up her legs and slowly began to pull her pants down. I followed the material, kissing as I went; planting my lips over bare skin until I had reached the waistband.