So, it had to be handled with the highest amount of discretion. Tasting her deliciousness had only made my hunger to fuck her even stronger, but I kn...w how to bide my time. I was going to have more fun with her first. I had a way to sate my desire to take her fully. I took my new note from the printer and placed it in the crisp white envelope. Looking at my computer monitor, I checked the security surveillance. I saw her working away at her desk. I had to wait for the right opportunity to. I gave Sandy a key card and I held on to the other one. She went with me to the gift shop. She found what we needed. Condoms and lube. I paid and we headed for the elevators. As we went up to the eighth floor she said, ‘I’ve never been in a hotel for sex before.’ ‘That make’s it a first for both of us.’ ‘You’ve never been in a hotel for sex either?’ ‘Not like this. Actually, not with the intent of having sex. We were on a trip.’ The doors opened and we walked down the hallway to our room. She moaned and I knew it was equal parts pain andpleasure. The loveball in her cunt, the words I was using, the slutty outfit,the task she was given, the humiliation, all have combined to turn her on. And Itold her:"I know that you are a slut and I know you are loving this, aren't you? I knowyou are squeezing the ball in your cunt right now, trying to bring yourself tocum, aren't you, slut? Listen to me, carefully: you are not allowed to cum anddon't you dare cum, bitch. This is meant to be. Once the little engine sputtered to life, Nancy pushed her right foot down as far as it would go, and she didn't let up until the little single cylinder engine ran out of gas.That had been only the beginning of her karting career. Her father owned a power equipment business that sold and serviced lawn mowers and other lawn equipment. Most of his advertising budget went into the karts that Nancy drove in competition. She developed the habit of giving a nasty smile to the boys as she out braked.