“yeah I got it covered”, he spoke out like he had a frog in his throat.I giggled still looking back at him from over my shoulder, “ good”, was...my simple reply before I looked back ahead and grinned from ear to ear, feeling a sense of feminine power wash over me ( I can’t believe I’m doing this, I’m so bad, haha).The walk was barely five minutes as we entered the hotel lobby, I told him I would wait by the elevators while he got the room. I watched with anticipation as he. ’ He kept kissing her ear. It felt good. ‘I took the safety off before we got out here. I’ve pulled the rack so it’s cocked, if you’ll pardon the expression.’ He smirked, but there was no one to see it. ‘Before we part, I want you to put your hands down the front of my pants, pull it out and shove it down the front of yours.’ He paused again. ‘It’ll just look like you’re copping a feel,’ he said. ‘You know how to do that don’t you? I’ll stay pressed close to you to shield what you’re doing.’ He. Kerri and Jimmy were hanging from the ceiling. They were hanging face down but could be rotated face up.The gang had gone through their documents. ?Look what we have here. Two Wall Street bitches.??Two whores stealing from the people. You will pay for your crimes.? Kerri was blabbering. ?No, not us, we don’t steal.? ?Please don’t hurt us, I’ll suck or fuck you guys, please, please.? ?Kerri DON’T beg.? Several of the guys pulled out fearsome blades. Kerri was rotated face up and head. She guided his hands over every curve and contour of her breasts, hips, and bum. Dan didn't require much encouragement as his hands began exploring.Ellen's own hands began to busy themselves at Dan's belt buckle, working it undone as she had done to my own on countless occasions.His belt hung open and Ellen's fingers began to tug at his waistband. She found the button of his jeans and adeptly unfastened it, and slid the zipper down, allowing his jeans to fall open slightly. I felt the faintest.