He was beginning to suspect that the she whose mouth was engulfing his cock was really a he. Paul was in the bag thought, and after all 'lips are lip....'What ever the gender Paul was getting the blow-job of his life, she was sucking his nuts, alternately with deep throating him. The drink she had given him was beginning to have its effect also. 'Male or female, I'll go back to the McCormick Place hotel with empty nuts.' So he relaxed and let nature take its course.She took her time, almost. I crossed my legs at the thought.Well, we won't be drunk. Maybe she just wants us to get to know eachother. Maybe she wants to help me make amends with Amber.I wrote "Sure" on the note. I rolled it back around the pen and handed itback to her.Minutes later she handed it back. "Thanks for letting me borrow the pen,"she whispered.I unrolled the note. She had added her address to the bottom of it with 3hearts. Or maybe she wants to make out for a few hours. I think I couldbe down for that too.I. Tabassum wasn’t answering. Her fingers reached towards Salma’s ass cheeks. As she inched closer their bodies felt hard against each other. Salma heaved feeling Tabassum’s hand grip her ass cheek and started rubbing them. Salma had almost given up, yielding to the terrific sensation of the young girl’s soft palms falling on her firm butt cheeks.“Tabu,” Salma turned around and hugged the young girl with lust. Her head moved closer to brush Tabassum’s lips with hers. She began realizing that. She deserved it, every single thing he called her, every spank, slap, denied orgasm, forceful face fuck, debased ass rending, and any other hedonistic form of 'punishment' that Patrick came up with. She'd made her bed, and while she hadn't expect it to turn out this way, she'd take it, lie in it, and fucking love every moment of it. Patrick squeezed her throat again and said, “I'm going to wipe that goddamn Riley boy from your memory. I'm taking back what's fucking mine, and I'm going to start.