The door has a mirror on its back. The mattress is thick and already had sheets on it when I arrived, but I pulled them aside to see what kind of stai...s are characteristic of the room’s visitors. There weren’t any. ‘First day’s always hardest,’ she continues as I haven’t replied. ‘I hafta go cook, so I’ll check on ya’ll after dinner. It’s at seven.’ She pulls her head and closes the door behind her, and I can hear her amble up the hallway to the stairs. Now I can see myself in the mirror. I. Alas I am SO SORE (Scott was above average of course) and I reel away as Brad tries to force feed me his cock! Oh, he is disappointed, the thought of getting seconds and banging my tight hole was just what he wanted, but Plan B needs actioning....... I reach for my hairbrush from the bedside table as I re position Brad`s cock into my slobbering cunny. I sit on him and feel him inside me, Brad`s cock is modest compared to Scott's but I still love it, our hands are linked, our fingers. I had her throw on a robe and see if she could talk him into it. Within five minutes she returned with him to our room, my cock was still throbbing thinking about it. She sat him in a chair at the foot of our bed and bent over in front of him as she climbed onto the bed. He went right away to pulling his cock out jerking it while watching us. His cock was at least seven inches and was thick! She said he could get naked if he wanted so he gladly did so. she Jerked my hard cock as I fingered. Her blonde, shoulder-length hair was cut in a fashionable bob and complemented the curvature of her face and. because she'd been out on the town with girlfriends, she was wearing makeup, something she rarely did. It transformed her appearance remarkably. Her sharp cheekbones were softened and her succulent lips, made up with a blood red lipstick, looked stunning. I also noticed how tanned and relaxed she looked, especially set off against the cream dress. But the thing that remained imprinted.