She loved being his slut, knowing she would do anything for him, and knowing that he knew it as well. His fingers traced down to her breasts, lightly ...rushing over each nipple. She felt his other hand come up between her legs and with that same light pressure brush over her pussy lips. She tried to arch her back, to push herself towards him all the while, not wanting that soft, fluttery feeling to end. His fingers continued their sweet torture, touching her just barely enough for her to feel. "I already checked in we can just walk in," I said as I unlocked the car for her. She didn't even need to ask as she opened the door and stood outside waiting for me. I watched her backside leave my car and imagined the things I would be doing behind closed doors. What happens in the Ramada stays in the Ramada I said to myself... ha yeah right. I can just imagine the stories this girl would be telling to her future sex partners about what she had done in this room tonight. Uh, who am I kidding?. Taylor let us rest. We sat on that bed and looked at each other for five minutes."OK. Now, there's one I want to try, but I don't know if it's going to work. The difference in your heights might hurt us, but we'll try it. Frankie, on your knees, middle of the bed, side profile to the class." He did so. "Now lower yourself. Bring your ass down so it's resting on your calves. Legs tight together" He did that. "Now, Cassie, kneel right in front of him. Now back up so your legs are outside his.. " Out loud, he said, "Look, Tiffany, you're obviously uncomfortable with this. I'll put something on and be right back."So much for a nice relaxing Saturday.Gilbert pulled on some baggy shorts and an oversized t-shirt. It took two minutes. Tiffany was still standing exactly where she was when she first saw him. Gilbert motioned her to have a seat, and joined her on the couch."Okay, Tiffany, just so you know, I usually like to chill out naked on Saturdays and Sundays when Kevin and Jason are at.