I went out with 3 of my gf’s and we were looking as good as any hootchie mama‘s could. I wore a pale green sleeveless top and a very short denim s...irt. Short being that if I wasn’t careful my butt cheeks would show. I stood admiring my figure in the mirror. I had just turned 30 and I was feeling sexy and sassy. One last look and I was ready. We called a taxi because we were on a mission to celebrate my birthday. We got to” Michael’s “ a really nice dance club with a nice mix of ages. I knew. Damn was I hungry to shoot my spunk in her and together make some babymix to swap and enjoy – haha!I sms-ed her the next day with a crafty player-line and sure enough she was ready to go out. I told her I don’t date anything in heels under 3 inches and an inside and out clean and shaved clean kittie-kat that shows when she bends over and her mini-dress rides up her ass. Not a problem she said: I pay the drinks she would look like my slut daughter, she joked.We met at a resto and sure in she. I think I’m a fortunate or privileged woman who never has been careless or negligent, or casual about my physical appearance, a reason for envy in my girlfriends. Yet I’d get blushed and ashamed when trying to describe myself: slim, my breasts aren’t my strong point, rather small tits, well shaped though. I have long slender legs, though well built, as if turned in a lathe. Nevertheless, my real strong point lies in my hips, along with some gorgeous firm asscheeks and ass. I don’t wish to. Bob parked the car and went into the hotel to register and returned shortly holding a room key saying were in room 121. I suddenly became very nervious as we walked around to the room, not wanting to back out or anything like that, it was just, I was hoping I could fully perform my duties as a woman and be able to please these guys in any and every way. Finding the room, Bob placed the key in the hole and opened the door, allowing me to enter first. I walked in the room followed by the other 3.