I caught his height and his skin tone and a flash of a smile when he, in turn, caught me looking.Or at least I think he did. Maybe he was smiling at t...e leggy blonde behind me who has also left the elevator on the third floor. Probably.I'm too chicken to turn around. I can't start a conversation. Nobody can start a freaking conversation these days. Especially in an elevator. I mean, come on. That's just awkward.On the panel above the door, the little red dot creeps across the numbers and the. “Do me doggy-style”He pulled his dick out of my body and got on his knees. My pussy was feeling unpleasantly empty, but I knew it would be better soon as I kneeled on all fours in front of my son. Immediately I felt his hand grabbing my ass and his cock slide up and down my slit a few times, taking turns between rubbing my clit and fucking me with just the tip. He clearly enjoyed teasing me, driving me crazy with his cock.The next time he nudged the tip between my lips, I pushed back, sliding. "You can use Peyton's bathroom to take a shower. I'll have breakfast ready when you're done."I struggled to get up and out of the bed. I gave Peyton a kiss on the forehead and moved the hair away from her face. She looked so peaceful. Mrs. Ambrose left for the kitchen. I headed into the bathroom and took a quick shower. I hated having to wear the same clothes but I had no choice. In an hour it wouldn't matter anyways. After showering and getting dressed again, I gave Peyton another kiss on the. After all, they'll be in that suite tonight, but with Hope being afraid of men ... I don't know; it just seems odd that she would want to hear about..." ... about a man making love with his wives on their wedding night," Kayla supplied. "Loving instead of the sex that was forced upon her by arrogant old men who wanted to fuck a child? Her father, damn his soul, who was trying to sell her after he couldn't make her look twelve anymore." But, crap, Kayla, she was standing there this morning when.