Jim stepped out and called me and arranged all the details. I was excited to fuck two more married guys and got ready. I wore a tartan school girl min...skirt, really short, and a tight white blouse that was thin enough to show the bright red bra I wore under that. I also wore a bright red g-string and red ‘fuck me’ heels.It was 10:30 in the night when I reached the hotel. The walk through the lobby and the ride up the elevator with two business guys was obviously erotic for me. All of them could. . . . she was going again. This time he was with her, the thought of her creaming all over him, in a pool, in broad daylight was just too much, I jammed in as far as I could go and we both froze, she could tell he was there and she quietly squealed in my ear. We were cuming, we both knew it, we both needed it, we were both loving it. She sighed and ploughed on and off him, he shot red hot cum right up inside her cervix, she felt the heat and pushed down hard on him, buried her head in. My left foot landed on the coffee grounds and wet spot. UGH! He repeated himself, ‘Do you understand?’ I met his eyes in a defiant stare. He chuckled as he stood. With rapidity he struck, taking my abused nipples in his hands he twisted and twisted. He never said a word. I gasped, the pain was unbelievable. His handling of my semi-healed and swollen nipples was downright cruel. Until today he had been so solicitous about them. All that was gone. Panting, I relented furiously nodding my head. I. 10:15 rolled around and still nothing. So I decided I'll head home and masterbate or something. I tried to turn my car on and was suprise do to find it was dead. I panicked at this point because I was all dressed up like a girl in a dark parking lot. I couldn't call anyone to come help because I was too embarrassed. I thought about walking home but it was getting cold. So I got back in my car and tried to think of another solution. about 5 minutes after getting back into my car a truck pulled.