This can’t be happening! *Monday morning all that ran through my mind was how many fuck sessions all three of us had that past weekend. I creampied ...oth in every hole with exceptions made for their nostrils and ears and sniped them in their faces – separately and together – just as much. During down periods, The Hostess explained that the hotel’s effects are permanent but will lessen to ninety percent effectiveness in the outside world. It wasn’t that great of a difference in my opinion as Tam. I was panting with excitement from the sharp pain of her bites. No one had ever sucked on my titties before. “ohhhh mom i love you. You make me feel so good….suck my titties….yes suck my titties.” I panted. Then she kissed her way over to my right nipple and began biting and sucking it too. After a few minutes of sucking, she lifted her head up and smiled again. “honey, would you like to suck on my titties?” She asked. “oh yes! ” i said. “sweetheart. You can lick and suck any thing you want.”. That’s it just like that. Yes. Yes. Fuck me.” Moving my hands onto the bed I push up so I can see her pretty face and waving boobs. This position allows my dick to slide just a little deeper. Sam just groans in pleasure, eyes grow wide in surprise as she starts to cum. I take a quick look at the time; 2 mimutes to midnight. With her juices and lube we fuck at a frenzied rate. Sam has become verbally alive. “You fuck great Steve. More please. Fuck meeee. Faster……. That’s it just there. Don’t. ‘Why are you wet slut? We weren’t together all day long, and all this juice can’t from just now.’ ‘But it was you sir, you know how much you turn your slut on.’ Then suddenly he slapped my ass. Then again. And after that he slapped my ass each time he said a word. ‘Tell. Me. Why. You. Got. Wet. Now. You. Filthy. Slut.’ ‘Ahhhh. Okay sir but please stop slapping me. There was this hot guy at the coffee shop, he flirted with me sir, and I got wet.’ ‘What. A. Dirty. Whore. You. Don’t..