And we…damnit, I just don’t remember a fucking thing after that. Maybe if I just go back to sleep for a little bit, I’ll remember when I wake up...‘Okay, here we go. Count the sheep down.’‘10….’‘9….’‘8….’‘7….’‘1….’“Mmm.”….“MMMmm….oh god.”….“Oh- *gasp*.”‘Wha? What’s going on?’I open my eyes again, still the same room. It just looks a little brighter outside. There’s nobody else in the roo-“Oh god!”Suddenly, I feel something rub on my pussy. Now I’m concerned. What’s going on?I look down at my feet. During the peak of the summer, the motel was completely booked and most people had checked in and were partying. I would often know where the cool parties were and would lock the office and go join in. There were too many nights to mention where I would end up with a girl from somewhere else that wanted to have fun while out of town. It started when they would check-in. I would start with a mild flirtatious conversation and by the end of the week, I would get together with them and their. She pulls it our from under her top. She knows I saw bit she just sits there. "What are you doing" I ask her "It was tight and I am tired of wearing it. I just want to ne comfortable" I can't help from looking over there. Her halter top wrapped around her big tits, matching every curve around them. I keep eyeing her tits. She stretches leaning back. She know how much I love her tits. She starts rubbing her body as she is doing it she pulls her top down exposing her beautiful tits her nipples. "Dinner at Fat Eddies and then I told Melissa that I would stop by, shealways has a house full of interesting people, we should be back by 2." "Here dear." She opened her wallet and handed Brenda a thick stack ofgreen bills, I could only see the twenties but there were probably a fewhundred dollar bills mixed in. Her mother turned to me, her expression changed quite suddenly, "Nowsweet boy, I expect you to be respectful with my Brenda, this is a trialonly, I am very selective as to who she.