When we hit the lobby, I figured that now was as good as any time to test out her exhibitionist chops. The only person nearby was the old guy working ...ehind the counter. So, as we passed him, I dropped my room keycard on the floor and asked Christina, "Can you please pick that up for me, baby."We stopped, and she dutifully bent over without bending her knees. As she descended, we both knew that this would be a full exposure. Christina fumbled with the card for a moment as if she couldn't get a. We both sat on her scooter and ride towards my company guest house, she comes with me to my room and we both take coffee there and talk half an hour and became free, I again say sorry for my behaviour and she start crying loudly and told that she has a habit of such scenes as her hubby is always fights with her, then she told me that her hubby is a failure in life and jealous of her that she is making good money.And I start to press her hand to give her some courage, then she kept her head on. Her pussy was on fire and she didn't care.Suddenly she felt Jerome who had come up from behind them,vsandwiching her on both sides.She could feel his big hard black cock rub up against her butt cheeks. Todd's hand had workedthrough her wet panties as his fingers found her moist and dripping wet cunt, eager for someyoung cock to fuck her raw. He fingered her wet pussy as Wendy gave out a low moan.Jerome's cock was out and rock hard, stroking up and down on her hot ass. He had unstrappedWendy's. Her classes seemed to go slower than usual.Her first class had been Mrs. Warren's English class. They werecurrently reading Shakespeare's "A Midsummer Night's Dream." Shethought the story was a fun read, but wondered what old William hadbeen smoking as he wrote the story. Somehow she just had problemswith Nick Bottom being given the head of an ass. It was so unreal.In real life, nobody was ever transformed like that.Miss King's history class was next. And it was just as boring as itwas.