This time she did not bother going into the lobby to inquire which room as she led the way towards a flight of stairs to the top floor and walked alon...side a barrage of motel room doors. From here, they had a cool view of the freeway; the atrocious noise of traffic was prevalent coming from there."Do you know which room it is?" April asked."Sure, I do. Just remember to be a good cheer. These aren't my type of customers." You certainly don't look scared of anything."Jenny stopped at a door. Spirit got bored of waiting and his cock slipped out of me, his cum as usual pouring out and down over my ass before streaming down to soak the straw strewn floor. The feel of his warm cum tickles my rosebud, for some reason it never fails to make me shiver with a lust I can’t quite name.Laura and Deke got busy, still no words, but I felt the pressure against my still gaping pussy, the delicious stretch as Laura pushed something, no, not something, one of the horse cocks, my horse cocks,. She probably won’t shoot at us.’ We walked toward the leaning front porch of the old hand-hewn,mud-chinked log cabin, Meagan clutching at my arm. I stopped a respectful distance away and called out, ‘U-li-si?’ The bent old lady tottered out onto the porch, a shotgun under one arm, and squinted at us. Then she turned and went back into the house. ‘She doesn’t really talk,’ I explained to Meagan. ‘And when she does she pretends she doesn’t speak English. But we have to go in for a few minutes so. “No, that’s fine. I can get it myself” snapped back Vanessa again.The way Vanessa was behaving was so out of character that Tracey knew without any doubt that she was troubled by more than just her speech and her missing phone charger. He quietly watched her agitated movements but left off any more questioning. She did have a lot to think about right now and Tracey could leave any questions until the morning. Very peacefully he helped her gather her stuff together then stacked and rinsed all.