She beamed back at me and ran her tongue around her lips. Then blew me a small kiss.“It looks like we’ve scored with the little brunette she’s j...st blown me a kiss.” I said.“Really, how perfect. Now all we’ve got to do is get her in our clutches.” She replied.“Do you think, do you want to come up to our room for a fuck is too direct?”She continued.“Maybe a little.” I laughed. “How about we wind her up a bit more then pay our bill and leave her a little note, when we sign for it?”“Good idea have. Mark is petting his head since it is in his lap already. My team got a touchdown so I more vigorously scratch Shaggy's belly while turning my attention back to the game to see the next drive I keep absent mindedly as he moves to put his belly up and splay legged. I feel a drop of wet on my hand and looked at it noticing how close my hand is to his slowly hardening and unsheathing cock. It was then that I noticed Mark watching me and I quickly pulled my hand away. Doing so gets Shaggy to whine a. " I stuttered a fragmented "Yes - everything is just fine."Amanda then asked if I'd started what I announced at the Front Desk, and I said "Just!" Amanda laughed a bit, then said "It's really boring down here - all my work is done! Can I talk while you do your thing?" I replied "Only if you join me!" It was quiet on the phone, then she said "I can't leave the office!" My response was, "You don't have to - just join me on the phone!"Yes, this was another big chance-taking event, but what did I. You're not only a naughty girl you're a dirty girl.Yes a dirty girl that needs your cum.Mike gave me a thumbs up.I'm cumming, oh shit I'm cumming. John told me.I felt him fill my pussy with cum and I came too.I felt his finger rubbing his cum from my pussy on my asshole. It was a very different feeling.You want me to finger fuck your ass don't you dirty girl.OK.OK? A dirty girl would want it.I want it John, finger my ass. Make me a dirty girl.John fingered my ass for a bit. Then I felt the head.