If they had anything it might be peanut butter crackers. I didn't say anything since it was dinner time. "Do you have any idea where I should sit?" I ...sked since I was the first one to arrive."They told me you were going to eat at the Colonel's table," she said."Melody are you clean," I asked."I have been clean for over two years," she said. "Here no one is on drugs and they keep me clean and straight." Well sounds like you are on the right track," I said taking a seat at the Colonel's table. I. Annie took Tom's now semi-soft cock in her hand, took her other hand and stuck it up her hole, getting a gob of her wet slippy juice, then rubbed it over Toms cock till her hand slid up and down his cock with ease. She knew that Tom loves a wet slippery stroking. Looking into Toms eyes, Annie giggled then smiled, knowing that she was about to make Tom's cock burst with a gusher of cum. She couldn't wait till Tom was thrashing about, his moaning so loud. Annie wanted his cock to ooze precum.. I poured myself a smaller drink (no sense getting sloppy for driving) and as I sipped it I placed my phone, ID, hotel room key card, lipstick and some cash in my tiny clutch purse.Anyone watching me practically sprint to my rental car parked near the side entrance of the hotel would have burst out laughing as I was doing it in heels, but I didn't see anyone else between closing my hotel room door and getting into my car. It was going 11:30pm and it seemed like a slow night for guests.Suddenly,. His breathing was fast. And his grunting has grown more insistent. My fingeres continued to work my clit and pussy. I wanted to cum with him. My other hand was behind me. Bracing me against Mr. Hardy’ thrusting. “Oh!” he called out. “I’m going to cum Jan! I am going to give you my cum!” “mmmm-hmmmm!” I groaned back at him around his thrusting cock. I was close to an orgasm myself. I felt my own orgasm swell inside me and release. My hips began to convulse. More tears ran down my face. Tears.