We saw it when we drove in."Tami stuck out her tongue, and I pulled her into another kiss, her tongue sliding easily into my open mouth.Tami led me to...her motel, which was just up the road from the field. Ours was across the street. In the parking lot I kissed her again. As we broke apart again, a suspicion flashed across my mind."How did you get here?'Tami smiled coyly. "There was this cute Little Mustang just sitting there." Tami tried to look sneaky as she looked over each shoulder. "And I. ’ ‘Oh no, Master, nothing as stupid and selfish as that,’ Desiree insisted fervently, either too embarrassed or too submissive to make eye contact with anyone present. ‘Well then? Your knees are dirty as hell — you trip and spill it? Like six times?’ He folded his arms across his chest. ‘It is a story that I would not want to bore you with, Master.’ Her legs trembled at holding the pose, but he didn’t seem to notice or care. ‘What? Two fuckin’ hours for lukewarm coffee from a dirty slut, I damn. With one of his hands bracing him in a sitting position, he took his left hand and rubbed down my back. Next thing I know the zipper on the side of my pencil skirt is unzipped and he is trying to slip his hand inside my pantyhose! I dont even consider stopping him at first, my pussy is getting wet and it feels natural to have a hand on my ass while sucking dick. I didnt stop him until I felt him snag my nylons. With that I pulled my sons hand off my ass and stood up. My son looked at me like. ”Her heart sank, she really needed this job. Latching on to a ray of hope she said, “Maybe it’s just a courtesy to his daughter?”Shaking his head he said, “No. He wouldn’t do that. Giving hope to someone to appease his daughter? No, totally out of character for him.”So intent with the conversation with Mr. Granston that she did not see the woman approach, and when she said, “Miss Hewitt?” she nearly jumped.Before her stood a woman in her 30’s dressed impeccably. Catching herself she said, “Uhm,.