I was stocky and very mature for my age and appeared older than I was, they didn't even ask me for ID. I sat at the bar and ordered a beer, and right ...way two guys made their way over to me and sat on either side of me. I never felt attractive, so this kind of attention was new to me and a little overwhelming. One of the guys started to flirt with me and invited me to his hotel room, I was picked up and leaving with a guy and I had only had time to drink half a beer. I followed him to his room,. All of me. My pussy directly infront of him getting impaled. Me tied down. My face tear-streaked but horny. My hair a mess, my legs spread wide. His eyes stop at my pussy as he watches me getting fucked by the damn machine for quite a while. Inspite of all the pounding. It gets me wet looking at him staring directly into my pussy getting fucked by something else. He comes closer and sits down near my feet. Then he props himself down resting himself on his elbows as he leans forward for a better. Jessica paused for a moment, thinking of her father, “Who knows? But I doubt he’s like that.”“You could flirt with him. Or go on a date with him. Maybe kiss him?”“Sounds like you have a certain fantasy rolling around in your head, eh?” His mother said.“I don’t know. Maybe,” Effren sighed as he typed. “Just a thought.”“My friend will be with me tomorrow night. I hope you’ll tune in!” Jessica said.After that subject change, she did more dancing; she rode a dildo, she begged Halfmex to cum. He did. "Okay, now turn back around. I want to play."Pamela was more than willing to re-settle herself against him while he added more water to warm it and raise the level. "I feel so... decadent," she sighed, leaning against this man whom she'd known only a day, but who now knew more about her than any other."Still worried about your self-respect?" Alan laughed. "Maybe I should come see you tomorrow, hat in hand, begging humbly for your favors. Would that be better?"Pamela smiled, "You say the.