We both were staring at each other, dressed as women, all our clits pulled out, hoping no one would catch us, the excitement of opening a new adventur... hitting our brain. Skinny leaned over and kissed me, tongue down my throat with me responding unwillingly, I was also enjoying the kissing which surprised me since I had never kissed a male before. We both pulled away in about 15 seconds, which seemed like an eternity, and gathered our wits. “What had we done, what barriers did we cross, what. Money in the bank. Bridal suite in the best hotel. Only one night. No meeting afterwards.She didn´t explain Peter Pan why she chose him, and being a gentleman, he didn´t ask her. For sure he was very curious. Pete Peterson was happily surprised to see her. She was much prettier than on the photo she had send him after being chosen. He knew she was good looking, as she had said so inviting for the contest. The twinkle in his eyes and involuntary smile made her trust him, right from the moment. I pulled him back to me and kissed him over and over as he relaxed again in my arms. His long hair cascaded around me and tickled my bare skin. Soon his hands were softly running over my flesh, giving me goose bumps and making my panties damp. He reached around to unhook my bra and fumbled for a moment before I released his mouth long enough to tell him the clasp was in the front. He promptly went back to exploring his mouth with my tongue. He pressed me back against the pillows and looked at. He spoke slower, exaggerating his words to me sure they could make out what he was saying. ‘Come back tomorrow, yes? I’ll be glad to help you then.’ One of the men leaned in and spoke. He seemed to be talking in a normal, conversational way, but every word came through fencing and glass without problem. ‘Just open the door, old man. Or my friend will have to open it.’ ‘Yeah? You have a crowbar or something? Go ahead, I will be calling the police while you’re still prying your way inside.’ The.