"Ooooh!' she breathed as she sort of slid the silky smooth outer skin of her cock up and down a little over it's iron hard core. "No wonder guys like ...hoking the chicken. Jerkin' the gherkin is fuckin' fun!" She jumped up and ran to her nightstand and grabbed her bottle of body lotion. She shivered in sensual delight as she lubed up before returning to her front row seat before the mirror. "That, that's better, a slick dick does the trick!" Tara took to fapping like a duck to water. Her hand. I thrilledwith the sight of his male body, his wide shoulders, and slim hips, butmost of all his readiness. I ran my hands through the hair on his chestand, needing him, pulled his lips to mine. My nipples and areolas weretingling and I felt a strange tension building in my belly and at mygroin. We embraced tightly again, his arms crushed me to him and hisstrong hands stroked me up and down. He kissed and sucked on my nipplesagain, making strange wanton sensations course from my breasts, to. “Just to teach him not to fuck with Immortals,” I added. We emerged from the rest room trailing our suitcases, which now held the clothing we had been wearing, plus the assailant’s clothes and identification papers.Before reaching San Bernardino, we also stopped to have the car washed which was expensive here, but would add to our personas as a wealthy older man and his trophy wife. We left I-10 at exit 74, Tippecanoe Ave., and drove north to Hospitality Lane where the hotel was. On arriving at. I mumbled, "Sorry," as I attempted to move around him, but he paid me no mind. As I moved around him, I saw Christina on her back, nude. Her legs were sprawled out as her hands forcibly grasped the iron rails of the headboard. Christina's eyes were pinched shut, and her mouth was wide open as she panted and moaned.Then there was Joy. She was on her knees with her perfect ass on display for all. Joy was also naked, with her face in Christina's snatch flicking her clit maniacally. Her left.