"Pam appeared surprised that he would have confessed those offers. In truth, they were tempting, and now that she had a car that always needed gas on ... tight budget, very tempting. All he wanted to do was look at her bare ass for a set amount of time at an agreed-to fee. In truth, Pam never did tell him where to stick his money. She either said, no, or I'll think about it. She was glad Dorothy was under the impression that she told him where to stick it. Dorothy's version could easily get back. But if he didn't order it, who did? What's the motive? It hasto be that one of them, likely Harris, screwed up." Why Harris?" He was the inside guy, the other two were just support. Matthews neverhad contact with anyone besides the other three of us and Jessica hadvery little contact with anyone in the Hobbes organization." And you?" I just had contact with the other three. It was Peter's show, that'show he wanted it. In fact, he insisted. The guy was an undercover geniusbut clearly not. It was rapture.I never wanted it to stop. I wanted it to keep going over and over, a never ending flood of ecstasy. It sounded wonderful. It had me heaving. I gasped and moaned, screaming out my orgasm for all the hotel to hear.And then I saw Frank as I writhed, stroking his cock, watching me with such relief in his eyes. He must have been so scared. I heaved and bucked, surrounded by our bimbos. Another orgasm shuddered through me.“Nicole,” I groaned. “You need to move, sweetie. Our husband. Claudia, I love you.Suddenly, the prostitute turned and face me .... and to this day I really couldn't tell you much about what she looked like other than her amazing dimensions."Why are are you still dressed ?"She didn't have to tell me twice ... I was out of my clothing in two shakes .. with only socks and tie remaining. "Just relax ... Boy, you really like me huh ?" Fuck yeah baby."All I wanted to do was lick that ass all day and it showed because she took a few steps back upon gazing at my.