My mouth was agape and my eyes wide as I stood in the doorway of the pastel pink colored room. It was big enough to fit a whole queen sized bed with a... ornate head and foot board, a modest sized but matching dresser, and a desk to the side in which I could study. Even with all of this there was still plenty of walking space. “It’s so beautiful!” I said again, setting my bags down on the bed. “A beautiful room for a beautiful girl,” the man said softly, as if to himself. I blushed a bit and. I passed a tenner through my window, She hitched Her skirt up to Her knix and read my pervy signs, one after the other, till I was pumping and pumping in my pants. “You are a pervert, aren’t you?!” She said. “This isn’t a peep show”, a girl said to me one time, standing there with Her friend in their miniskirts. She’d just seen me cum in my pants looking at them, mags propped up everywhere around me. I held up a tenner and She came over, and I wrote on a bit of sticky ‘Miss Miniskirt made me. I told her when we get home, she could give me a big hug and that we would be even. She looked at me with a half grin and said "is that really all you want? I see the way you look at me Tyler.." My stomach turned. I was extremely attracted to Abigail, checking her out every chance that I could. I proceeded to drive, not saying anything to her. Not getting the answer she hoped for, she leaned over and put her hand on top of the zipper of my jeans. I suddenly became very aroused. I told her she. Christopher trying to hold still and give her a chance to adjust to his being inside her groaned as he felt her vaginal muscles tighten around him slowly he started to thrust in and out of her. Miranda moaned his name pushing at his chest "am I hurting you, baby?" Panting, Miranda wiggled under him "I want to be on top, please Christopher." With a startled look Christopher grinned and quickly rolled over taking Miranda with him, his hands at her waist, he bent his knee's up against her bottom.