She flipped it around to see the picture, and knew she was in trouble. On the note, it read:“You do, by now, realise that you are in trouble.You are...going to come to The Mokka Hotel at 8 tonight. Ask in the reception for the key card for room 415, then go there. Do not be late.”There was no signature, and the note was printed, not handwritten. Looking at the picture again, she knew that she wouldn’t be going to her dance lesson tonight. For Nic, it had been a great day with his friends at the. She was a little flattered that just one sight of her body could cause her Son to react that way. "Get thee behind me, Satan!" she said to herself as lustful images started insinuating themselves into her mind.The Royal Station Hotel was one of those palaces the railway companies built at their main terminals; it still retained much of its original Victorian formality: the sort of place which just oozes old fashioned charm. They found a quiet corner table in the cocktail bar and ordered their. "Yes... I guess. At least I don't feel like driving my car into the ocean any more."The lovely blonde smiled."Would you like me to help you pack?" No thanks. I'm just going to get some of my clothes together. I..." Lynn looked over at Denise realizing for the first time she had no where to go."I booked a room for you at the Ramada. My treat." Oh Denise, you've done so much already, I couldn't..." Hey, we girls have got to look out for each other. Besides, it's not a problem, I'm rich,. She stood facing me, hiked her skirt up and pulled me to her. Like JA, she was bare below. She reached down and rubbed the tip of my cock on her pussy and clit. She was wet! It was like she had just been creamed. I really wanted to enter her pussy but the difference in height made it impossible. She did climax. So did JA. And the guy fucking her. Then me. JA got down on her knees and licked my cum out of the woman’s pussy giving the gal another orgasm. She then licked the guy’s cock clean, then.