Mr. Joe Cool had surely played his best hand tonight. All those hours of looking for a suitable date in this building and when he finally found one, h... almost cast away the opportunity. Luckily, he instinctively recognized that she would spot a phony savior-faire act and decided she would more likely respond to an honest approach. Within minutes of meeting her he was patting himself on the back for his change in plan. She would not suffer fools gladly and would have sussed out any phony ploy in. It was hot as hell. The sorry excuse for an air conditioner, was sending a weak breeze, that seeped from the slots on top of the droning beast. It was not any cooler than the air hanging motionless in the room. One small consolation crossed her mind, at least the beast was rendering air that moved. The latch on the window had refused to yield to her efforts to unfasten it.Prisoner. She was a prisoner in a hotel room, ten floors off the ground, sentenced to die a slow death by melting.The. Cora was then happy and she enjoyed the run through the park, through a wooded area and along a country road. She enjoyed the feeling of having no knickers on and therefore no material to rub the tops of her inner thighs. She also enjoyed the fact that her nipples were enjoying the material of the dress rubbing them and she saw the little bumps in the material moving just a little as her ‘A’ cup breasts wobbled ever so slightly.Cora wasn’t used to jogging and it wasn’t long before she needed a. "Oh, god, it's so hard." "Tia, what are you doing, we, we can't do this." "Oh, Ben, please, please I have been sending you signals all day." "WHAT?" She unwrapped her legs and rolled on top of me and started grinding down even harder. I had to fight every urge I had to just stop me from taking her right then. "Please, Ben, I need you, it’s been ages since I was with a boy and all day I have been thinking about how to get you like this." "But Tia..." "Even if it’s only for tonight just.