Production of multiple copies of this story on paper, disk, or other fixed format is expressly forbidden. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = * * ... * * * * * * * * * Chapter SixWyatt MontyWhen I got back to the motel, I sat on the bed for several minutes slowly flipping the black entry chip over and over in my hand. This recycled chip, the poor condition of the building, and the unkept look of the staff all added up to a cheap, slipshod business. Wyatt had signed his email as “Little. Without realizing, she rubbed her pussy hard on my dick and her eyes popped as my dick head entered her pussy.Mami (with wide open eye): Oooo.. (Making pout with her lips, exhaling out because of the pain).The pain was sudden and more pleasurable for her. She stood still for a few seconds. Taking a puff in, she pushed her waist forward and within two pushes, my whole dick was inside her. Her expression from feeling the pain turned to enjoy a hard dick inside her. She couldn’t control herself. I told her that was indeed an interesting theory and shared my fantasy of watching her fuck someone else. She said she'd let me but that it would have to be someone she picked. Or as she said it, "if I'm the one who's going to get fucked, I'll be the one who gets to pick the cock". Lisa Anne said she'd love to give the average looking guy the fuck of his life. Adding that when she meets a man, any man, she wonders what his cock must look like, what it must feel like and most importantly how his. If I wanted to meet guys, this was the only way I could do it.We left the bar and went to the new bar. The next bar was filled with men. My friend and I were just about the only female patrons there. Debbie was flirting with everybody. Rounds and rounds of drinks were being bought. She was already feeling good. She was dancing with different men and having the time of her life. She of course, left me alone by the bar.I was shy and more reserved. I was the designated driver. I couldn’t be.