I turned around quickly to see a naked male form walking towards me. It was Bradley, a large rigid penis in front of him. I shook my head and whispere..., “no Bradley, think about Felicity……” As I was trying to finish my sentence he pressed his lips against mine and lowered himself into my bed pulling the light sheets over us. “I’m sorry Louise, I just needed you so badly, I cant resist you any longer.” He whispered his face touching mine. I felt very aroused and so wanted him. He slid his hand. "I turned towards the manager, my perfect smile slowly widening as Igracefully walked up and then straddled his lap and wrapped my arms firmlyaround his shoulders. Once I sat down in his lap I kissed him fully onhis lips. He hardened immediately beneath me. Within seconds I crawledlusciously down his body and undid his belt and zipper and took his purplehead into my waiting mouth. He was very yummy and I could tell he wasvery pleased with my actions. This inspired me more so I looked up. I turned around to see the guy from the men's room stroking himself. I no sooner stepped away, then he was in her and going at it hard and fast. It was his second time and I don't think he did 10 strokes before his ass convulsed in a nut emptying spasm. I was thinking about taking another shot myself when a huge black man with 10 or 11 inches of hard dick, lifted her to all fours. His cock head looked to be the size of a peach, and his shaft had to be six inches around. I stood there. Small droplets on the windscreen threatening a new shower. “It’s still a way home.” “Just don’t…”. “You look terrific.” “Am I supposed to say thank you?” Silence, save for the hum of rubber on road. Hand on gear stick tightening, black nylon stretched across thigh, seatbelt stretched across chest. Ire rising. “Maybe not, but you could stop being a stuck-up bitch.” She stares, wide mouthed. I avert my eyes, keeping them on the road. “Would you rather I said you looked like a slut?” “Why say.