’ ‘No, it’s… it’s alright. Just leave, please.’ Faith said, her voice cracking. ‘No it’s not. I pretty much just called you a whore. I...shouldn’t have said that.’ ‘No… That used to be my motto. I used to say it all the time. I didn’t care. I just, like you said, got some, got gone. I… I don’t take offense to it, ’cause it’s my motto now, too.’ ‘Oh. Then who was she?’ ‘What? Who?’ ‘The girl who destroyed you.’ ‘What makes you think a girl destroyed me?’ ‘You’re gay, so that says girl. Plus, it’s. After what felt like acouple of hours or maybe minutes of steadily fastening motions I was finally fucking him so hard, that the sound of my balls slapping against the smoothly shaved dam between his hole and balls filled the room. He moaned every time this happened and made the slapping even grow louder as he began to move his hips in counter motion to my incoming dick. Beneath him I could see his own cock leaking pre cum in a quantity that it almost seemed like he were coming continuously. We. It flashed by so quick that I could question what I saw, but I swear I just saw a naked man and woman walking to the resort on the side of the road. They must have been wearing bathing suites and I just couldn't tell.The shuttle pulled up to the palatial entrance, and two porters rushed to take our bags and welcome us in. We walked in to the lobby to the front desk, eager to get to our rooms."Wait until you see the rooms your dad and I picked out. Two nice big adjoining suites. You and your. We were in the kitchen with Gina bent over the table, her stocking clad legs apart and I was behind her, my cock in her pussy, fucking her for all I was worth while she kept begging me not stop. We were so engrossed we never heard the front door open and close. ‘Mother’! We both looked at the doorway. It was our worst nightmare because Sandra was stood there and she wasn’t happy. ‘Mother, what are you doing’? ‘Oh god Ssssandra’, She stammered. I just stood motionless with my cock still.