So now you know how I wound up in the back of a motel outside of Las Vegas. They told Bob to drive on ahead and they said they were taking me with the... for “security”. In the back of the car I got groped and m*****ed by the two guys on either side of me and they ripped off my clothes. I bolted from the car as soon as they stopped and that’s how I wound up in my bra and panties in the back of a motel.What a fucking wimp! Who had I married? He is going to let four guys fuck me in a seedy motel. She rucked her hips up, trying to slip me inside. I smiled down at her as I pushed the helmet of my manhood past her entry and slipped effortlessly inside her until our pubic hairs kissed.I pulled out slowly, watching my cock slip out, covered with a generous helping of Claire’s honey, pulling some of the slick pink flesh of her cunt with it. My hands went in different directions, one to her left breast, the other to her re-exposed clit. Pressing against the little nubbin with my thumb, I. Michael helped him carry everything into the house."Is there a place where we can set this stuff down?" he asked."The basement," Michael replied. "Follow me."While downstairs, Dr. Carson seemed genuinely impressed at Julie's and Michael's setup.The two finished getting the rest of the things out of the truck and both retreated downstairs."Can I examine you?" he asked."What type of examination," Michael said nervously."Just an overall checkup. I'm assuming you haven't had one since you left my. He doesn't wanna look at me and I tell ya'the feelings mutual. He's a top bloke Van, me and him have been friendssince year 7 but last night...I guess because we both did it and both saweach other doing it that we're kinda even in some way. But this is gonnabe kept real quite.Take a regular hangover and multiply by ten and that's how fuckin' wasted Ifeel. I can't believe what happened. I've still got a sour kinda taste inmy mouth. I hope like hell it's the vomit from outside the pub but.