She could feel her moisture already, she licked her fingers to taste herself, but she knew she wanted the satisfaction to be provided by her partners,...so she would built the pleasure but not give herself the release. The thought of three cocks waiting eagerly for her kept her foot firmly on a gas pedal.She met them at the hotel lobby and all four of them walked to the room. She walked like a queen being followed by her faithful subjects. She was excited and could feel the wetness between her. She jerked with the sensation, and I slid my hand back down, immediately.I did this several times, and she started to pant. I had been switching back and forth between her tits, since I didn't want to make them sore, while I was massaging her pussy. When she starting panting, I moved my kisses lower and lower down her abdomen. I stopped at her navel and reamed it with my tongue. I could tell that this tickled, so I didn't linger, but moved down to her pussy mound. Like most "respectable" women. Eventually, I first heard Carl say, “Oh fuck!”Summer replied with, “Oh wow!” apparently impressed with the load that he must have dumped on her. She immediately turned her attention to Darren. “Come on, daddy, give me your load. I want your load. Spray all over me like you did in your office.” That was all it took as I heard Darren groan, and again Summer reacted as if she was impressed.Less than a minute later, I heard a knock at my door. Summer didn’t wait for me to acknowledge the knock and. Nothingmysterious at all." Okay," he said."First word: Pudding." Okay. Second word: Television." Okay. Third word. Canteen." Fourth word. Lesbian."She laughed. "Okay, that one registered an eight. You guys lovelesbians, don't you? You could care less about pudding or television,but mention a lesbian, and your blood boils."He blushed. "I'm sorry, I ..." Oh, hell, Mr. Dawson. There's nothing to apologize for. We're justtrying to measure your reaction to stimuli. The test expects strongreactions..