I shouldn’t have been, but I was very turned on. I should have been terrified of the whole situation, but I wasn’t. I should have been frightene... that the motel manager would do terrible things to me, but I wasn’t. I was just a slut with a cock in her mouth. No- I was just a whore, a paid whore, with John’s cock in my mouth. “Mmmmm,” he moaned. I was doing a good job on him. “I want to try that ass of yours….” Now I hadn’t been to a shemale prostitute in quite a long time, but I know. That's quite a story. I knew of John Buckley, no finer man in these parts! What do ya want from me?" The first thing I need is what ya know about the lawyers in this here town. An' is there anybody else in town what looks like a lawyer, but ain't." We got three lawyers, all of 'em with upstanding reputations. I believe that all of 'em are honest, upright men who wouldn't hurt anybody. I think yer man meant somebody what looked good dressed in a business suit. We got a passel of them types. We. I wanted to find out what they wanted and just how far they were willing to go. Whatever the limits were I was going to comply with them."I was thinking that maybe you could come up with a few dares for us to do?" said Helen."That is something I could do but what limits would there be?" I asked, still trying to find those limits.I heard a sigh clearly before Helen answered, "I suppose there have to be limits," she said. "Let's keep it to things that are potentially embarrassing. If we find that. We play it cool and keep it moving 'til theyr'e out of site. I ask, "are you up for something thrilling"? She laughs. Then I suggest, "how about you go into that bathroom, I'll scope the scene with my phone on my ear, then follow you in like 20 seconds after"? Shes enthused and says sure right away.She goes in, I scope the scene and the coast is clear so i go in after her. As soon as I get in there I grab her by the waist and start french kissing her. She likes it and I sit her on the sink.