.. FinallyBy JennaGirlAfter a long day of meetings I finally arrived back at my hotel room. I was in a strange new town and was feeling rather refresh...d. I stripped off my clothes and drew a hot bath... adding just the right amount of baby oil. I gave myself a fresh shave all over so that my body was all smooth and shiny. Tonight I was planning something very basic, both in attire and in fun. I painted my fingernails and toes a brilliant shade of "fuck me red" and finished my make-up. I added. I wanted to rent a car so things wouldn’t be so awkward.When we showed up at Charlene’s office, she seemed bummed that we didn’t call her for a ride.She looked crestfallen when we said we could just follow her or try and find the places ourselves, since we knew she was busy. We explained that we didn’t want to take up her whole day since she’d done so much for us already.Mary flashed, harshly, “Charlie, don’t be a blockhead! Can’t you see? Charlene WANTS to help you. LET her!”I know I was. She munched on an apple or a pear but by the time she locked up, she was famished. She now had a man friend she met at Del Monico's.His name was John Madison but everyone called him Jack. He was the head of a construction company that specialized in building quality homes in the New York City area. His prices ranged from nine thousand to sixty thousand depending upon what the buyer wanted. Jack was a millionaire and widowed. His wife died when he was twenty-five from complications from. I didn’t even think of Thomas, or what was going on, and I was loud. He came inside me whilst I was whimpering, my muscles squeezing his cock with each pulsation around it. He pulled out, and moved away. I was so exhausted, but Harry had recovered, and was not finished with me. Or rather, I was not finished with him. He took my hand and led me through to my bedroom. I had an enormous bed in a small room, almost going from one wall to the opposite. He lay down on it and pulled me along, I got.