" I said and Charlotte nodded. There was a knock at the door and I allowed Charlotte to get up rubbing her ass a little from the spanking. Charlotte o...eyed walking to the door in her high heels. Ben followed Charlotte into the room watching her ass sway, I dropped a couple of dildos onto the bed that I had packed and ordered her to strip for us.Ben and I sat by the hotel table and I put on some music as Charlotte stepped back from us both beginning to slowly rub her hands over her clothed body,. .I am hungry for your Lund (Cock)" I heard her say in the hot and heavy breath of a lust filled woman. Fuck me like Raj is fucking your slut wife....fuck me like a whore....make me cum....fill my cunt with your meat," she pleaded breathlessly. "Do anything you want to me, I've been waiting for you to for so long..," I was beyond all reason now and was fucking like a machine. My brother in law was ramming his cock into my wife as I was fucking his. My wife had closed her eyes and was uttering. When viewed from the top, he looked like a furry toilet seat. He was just dropping off to sleep when station security showed up. ‘Get off the bench, you bum. This isn’t a hotel,’ ordered the big, burly agent. ‘Scram, get out of here!’ ‘I have nowhere to go.’ ‘Tough, this isn’t a charity house. Go find a soup kitchen or a flop house. Get out!’ The old man got clumsily to his feet and headed for the door. He knew there was a soup kitchen around there somewhere, but his drug softened brain. Or…I wanted them to know, at a glance, that I wasn’t wearing any panties under the shorts. Stretch material was very good; there was the advantage of getting them down or up quickly and they could look like they’d been painted on. I never went crazy on makeup; enough to look decent, after the first half hour of action it would be a mess anyway. I wasn’t going to a beauty contest; I was going out to get fucked and suck cock for an evening. Before Jack or some other longer term relationships, I.