I said not if she told the truth. She then reached down and grabbed my cock and said that it seemed like I really did like the idea. I told her "maybe...I do." She said, "Well you always encouraged me to be slutty, and you'd like me to fuck someone else. I thought I was doing a good thing..." I then asked for the whole story.She met this guy who was a builder and got the hots for him. After talking several times, she invited him over to our house to give her an estimate on upgrading the master. “Wrong” she said, it’s 820.“But, you’re wrong, get a calculator, it is 825” I said vehemently.“You’re accusing your Mistress of being wrong! How dare you, for that I will add another 15 for a total of, let’s see, 80”.“No, it’s 70”“You will never learn, will you? So let’s make it an even 100”.And with that she started to smack my ass.The first blow came as a surprise and I let out a loud yell. “Oh no, that won’t do; you’ll wake up the whole hotel” she said.She slid off me, removed her panties. Tom, was getting close to orgasm, and he got a little rougher with her, using her as a fuck toy. As Debbie began to come to, she realized she was being fucked, tasted her pussy on her own fingers, and figured it was Jeff going for another midnight ride. She couldn’t see much in the room, so she just closed her eyes and enjoyed the ride. Although she had just realized what was happening, her body was well aware, and was racing towards an orgasm. Just as Tom was blasting his cum deep inside. She smiled."How old are you?" she asked."I'm 12, Ma'am," he said."You don't look big enough to be 12," she said as she noticed his darkeyes and long eye lashes. She knew several woman and girls who wishedthey had eyes such as his."Here we are," Charlie said as they arrived at the apartments.His mother was a bit shocked by the company. Fortunately, his fatherwasn't there to cause any trouble."So seven people live here?," Mrs. Windham asked."Yes, Ma'am," Charlie's mother replied.Mrs. Windham was.