As she landed and did her ‘fake’ competition halt, she stumbled forwards into my open arms which so far had been pretty useless as a means of help...ng her down. “Oooops!” she laughed as she pressed against me chest and she looked up and deep into my eyes.“Jeez” I thought to myself, “this little mink is a worse seductress than her mother!” She pressed against me a little too much longer than would have been necessary and then stood back, still with both palms on my chest. “Heck Tom” she said, as. I smiled and said, How much for what? He said, to be with me, tonight. Then it hit me. He thought I was a high class hooker. I almost burst out laughing but I kept my cool. I smiled back looking at him. I imagine there were a few high end call girls working this bar and he thought I was one of them. I looked around the room and wondered what to do next. I wasn’t offended. On the contrary I was actually flattered. I decided to see how serious he was. I stood up and placed my hand on his chest. ”“Nice to hear.”Dressed in our robes, we started dealing with the wet bed linens. The towel Becky had put under us to protect the sheets had done its best but it was no match for the volume of liquid that poured out of her when she squirted. Both the sheet and the mattress pad were soaked. There were even some wet spots on the carpet by her bed.“I’ll put this towel in the bathroom and wash it with the towels from our shower,” she said. “Let’s wash the mattress pad and see what we can find for. The thought of dragging them down the sides of your torso, and drawing blood runs through my mind. You feel the pain of my nails and reading my mind you clasp your hands over mine holding them tight to your chest, squeezing and releasing, squeezing and releasing causing my fingers to relax.I wonder briefly if you are aware that in that position, with you holding my hands so high that I am prisoner to your cock.The toothpaste remaining in my mouth covers your head and shaft and makes them.