As nice as the music was, I was thankful the kitchen was a lot quieter. I surveyed the drink selection as Lincoln asked, “What can I get you?”Noti...ing a couple of people enter the kitchen, I replied, “Beer is good for me.”Lincoln nodded and grabbed a couple of bottles for us. One of the guys that had just arrived came up to us, “Hey Lincoln, I’m glad you showed up, man.”I watched as Lincoln acknowledged him, “Good to see you, Mark. I wouldn’t miss your first blow-out of the year for anything,”. Oh god. It as so good. I would gasp and he would lift his hand to my mouth. “Shh…" he would whisper. And then he’d thrust a little harder. It was so delicious. It turned me on even more, when I could hear people walk past the bathroom, talking and laughing, while I was trying not to cry out from him hitting my g-spot over and over again.He was getting close, I could tell. Speeding up, everything more urgent, his forehead against mine, sharing each other’s breath, hearing every murmur and gasp,. The stimuli started Amber off on a tidal wave of multiple orgasms.Her father was the first to blow his load, filling his lovely daughter's mouth with his tasty cream. Amber instead of swallowing gargled his cum, savouring the taste of her own father's cum.Her boss pulled out and covered her ass and back with his white sauce. Her than used his belt to whip her bum.Her coach's spunk exploded from his cock, only to land on Amber face, neck and tits. Amber didn't think that it was humanly possible. Be ready." After selfies and snapchats, they agreed upon these last instructions for their rendezvous.He casually rapped his knuckles on the motel door, Room 64. She casually opened it. The neon red glow of the room's digital clock shone 12:48 p.m. on the nightstand.Both were better in the flesh than their online profiles promised."Sudi?" She asked. All they had left to verbally express themselves were four spoken words …As agreed.He paraded himself in cornflower blue denims caressing.