Landers.” It was Jennifer from the front desk.“I’m very sorry sir, I forgot for you to fill out a few more things.”“Please excuse me,” I s...id. I turned and followed Jennifer back to the front desk. While I was filling out the paperwork.“Jennifer, could you talk that maid's name?” I’m guessing Jennifer was in her early twenties and the maid had to be around the same age and adding very cute herself.“That was Milly and as I was saying, I’m so sorry about this and again you’re in room 511, Mr.. I was still reliving fucking my best friends father in front of her and her brother while they fucked in front of us. It all seemed like some kind of dream. Never though in my wildest dreams would I have been able to dream any of this up. I rolled over to my side thinking that would help me fall asleep but I had no luck. It did not help that Carrie was taking up almost all of the bed and their aunt Susan snored so loud it sounded like their was a giant truck in the middle of the bedroom. I. I knew what to do with her pussy and nervously stroked her clip. I could hear her sigh and slouch into her seat. My other hand was taken and placed under the other kilt to yet another bare, damp pussy. I was fingering wet to clits while being jerked off.There were only a couple of other people in the theater and they were near the front so these two young girls felt very comfortable having their way with me. It only took about two minutes before I came all over the front of my shirt at which. The building had the architecture of an English boarding school in the twenties with a few modern updates. The wooden staircase was large and elegantly carved by skilled hands. While the walls were alabaster white with mahogany or cherry baseboards, I wasn't sure. But there was a stain glass window above the upper landing which streamed light worn the steps and across the black and white marble floor was of a woman clad in slightly open graduation gown and cap, holding scrolls to her breast and.