`where are they`...`are they together somewhere`and also Rachael stating with a venomous tone, `I hope he isn`t fucking Mandy` ..............a search ...arty is now out and looking for us.The time has come for Scott to cum, and oh wow, he pulses and growls like a b**st. He spurts fresh semen inside me. As I have said I OWN a man when he orgasms and right now Scott is mine, not Rachael's or anyone else`s! He thrusts , pumps and moans as he cum`s for at least 30 seconds, I can literally feel the. He seemed to pause for a minute, and that should have been a clue. I just didn’t pick up on it at the time. He answered, ‘No.’ Instead of picking up on the subtle clue that perhaps he WAS quite well practiced at the art of long-distance seduction of lonely hearts, I developed feelings for Cam. I started to develop more than a physical attraction for Camden. In spare moments I would Google article after article about his software empire. He wasn’t philanthropic like some of his contemporaries,. He wanted her to come to him when she was ready.Slowly she relaxed. She had always enjoyed their kissing and she let go of his hand so that she could snuggle one arm under his neck. With the other she pulled herself to him."I want to kiss more of you," he whispered."I think I'd like that too," she whispered back.He pushed her gently onto her back and began to kiss every part of her face with infinite gentleness. At the same time he caressed her upper stomach, gradually pushing her nighty up and. I stayed at a cheap hotel near downtown. I knew some of the guys referred to this as the “Rub and Tug Hotel”, though I didn’t know why. Truth be told, that’s why I decided to stay here. As I arrived I noticed there was a massage parlour in the bottom of the hotel. I guess they rented space there. That was probably the cause for the nickname. I figured I’d check it out later.The next day I attended the planned business meeting, but the day after that, yesterday, It was time to go home. .