“Sir I will need to see your room key to check if your parents have paid for that service. We are not permitted to take cash payments due to counter...eiting. Why are you not using the cell phone or tablet all of you American children seem to have fused to your hands,” the slightly snotty, though very well stacked, woman at the desk asked.Pulling out one of the black credit cards from my wallet, to use as payment for the services, one with the name Darren Smith and my picture in the corner, I. I stand up and pull off my pants and underwear. Both of the women look at my dick. Beth then dives back into Jill’s pussy, and is fingering her too. Jill’s hips gyrate. I get near Beth, and feel her ass. I give her a small slap, and am rewarded with a small gasp and moan. I hit harder, and she moans louder. Jill is moaning constantly at this point. Beth looks at me, ‘Fuck me from behind’ she begs me. I get behind her and push my dick into her wet pussy. ‘YEEESSSSSSS’ she says as her. She had spent ages on her make up with her blonde hair pulled back tight in a ponytail and bright red lipstick. This week my wife was away with buisness and so me and Rebecca were left alone in the house. While Rebecca was at work I messaged her to say my back was sore after the gym would she give me a massage when she got home? She replied with yes of course anything for you. We always had a great relationship and she especially enjoyed sits massage and inflicting a little bit of pain while. "I guess this means you'll be seeing more of Denise?" Yes."Elizabeth leaned forward. "Be careful, Stan. Don't neglect Anne. She'll need your help if she's working that hard." I know, Elizabeth. So does Denise, and Anne of course. We want to help each other, not break apart." Well... Watch out. You're all going to be under a lot of strain, and tempers can fray. Also, people react to such things in different ways. Be alert for one trying to split you away from the other, Stan. I can see you don't.