It was a few minutes after midnight. And then, in walks Hank all alone. He stopped dead in his tracks and just stared openly in total amazement, mouth...hanging open, eyes bulging. I'd a nipple slip that became a full boob slip (you know, a wardrobe malfunction) as I jerked to a stop at his entrance.We stood there, face-to-face, about ten feet apart, just staring at each other. I think he actually began to drool, just a bit. He got an instant and monstrous bulge in his pants which he made no. I had also been told, no underwear! I didn't really have a choice, the top was so skimpy, I didn't have a bra small enough to hide under it & the leggings were so tight, they fitted me like a second skin. They were pulled so far up my pussy you could see every contour. I took a deep breath & headed out for the evening. I didn't even make it out of reception before the comments started, two girls on reception looked positively shocked as I wiggled across the hallway, one mouthed OMG! before she. You stopped licking me and pushed down my face even more and with a quick thrust were you inside me again with the even harder cock. Your grip was holding my head down by my hair and you kept the pace going. At the same time I felt your finger playing with my ass, teasing it while your thrusts kept going, building up another orgasm. You felt another climax coming and when I came again you pushed a finger inside my ass and I felt how harder I came when you started to finger me at the same pace. She reachedinto his trousers and pulled out his dick. She could still smellherself on it. She let him pee, then pushed him back into his hidingplace and covered the wagon with the tarp again.It was about eleven o'clock when the wagon stopped in front of theMarshall's Office in Brownswood. She climbed down from the wagon andretrieved a rolled up piece of paper and his gun belt from her bag.She pushed the tarp back, untied his feet and pulled him to theground. She kept him covered with his own.