I stand up after looking under my bed and raise an eyebrow at him. ‘What?’ I ask him, confused. He holds out my wallet and smirks at me. ‘It was...on the table next to your bag.’ he laughs. I huff and take it off him. ‘Thanks, you just saved me five minutes.’ I look at my watch. It’s now 6:15pm. ‘I better leave now in case there’s a bit of traffic going into the city.’ I clap him on the shoulder. ‘Ok buddy, have fun and use protection!’ he laughs as he walks into his room. I start walking out,. ’ She hugged Amy tightly. ‘See you on the flight home!’ And then Gina was gone, just the lingering scent of her overly sprayed perfume was left behind. Amy just stood there and shook her head with a bemused smiled on her face. Behind her a ways back Sean watched the last end of the encounter, and saw Gina rush out the door towards some man that looked vaguely familiar from the night before. He sauntered up to Amy asking, ‘What was that about?’ Amy turned surprised, then seeing Sean shrugged her. " Truck, train, whatever. No! Absolutely not! No way!" Come on Mrs. Collins, think about it. You still want to fuck even when we are done. You wear us out and you still want more. This would be your best chance to get all you want, to see how much you can handle. Four hours, eight till midnight and you get all the sex you cam handle and you get the tape. Four hours Mrs. Collins, four hours and it is over." No, no, no, no! There isn't any way I can do what you want. First off, I don't believe I. I can see her flushed cheeks. I don’t need to see the tiny, swollen peaks of her nipples – stiffened against her hoody – to know I’ve succeeded. I’ve turned her on and I know she hates me for it. Spinning on my feet, my thighs fidget as I try to ignore the throbbing bulge between my thighs. “Is anybody ho-o-o-o-me?!” ‘I swear she’ll be the death of me…’ I whip around. Her hands are cupping her mouth, amplifying her antagonising shout. She looks at me with a wicked, challenging grin, confidently.