I won't laugh at you or make fun of you for being nervous." Ryan smiled, relaxing noticeably."Thanks, Cindy." He took a deep breath, blew it out, and ...hen tried again. "Cindy, would you like to have dinner with me?" Cindy gave him a warm smile."I would love to."When the two got home, Cindy ran to her room and changed into her favorite sundress. It was covered in a red and orange floral pattern, and the plunging neckline showed a generous amount of cleavage. Coming out of her room, she found. Wanna get me some?"So, Alyssa hops up and comes back with a bottle of lotion."Can I squirt it on?"I agree and she runs a line of lotion up and down my cock."Wanna smooth it out?" I ask."Um, you do it, right now, I just wanna watch."So, I rub it up and down and begin to get into a rhythm back and forth."I'll bet that feels good, huh?" she asked."That's why we all do this, sis."In a few minutes, I tell her to watch because I'm getting close. Then, as is so predictable with guys, I shoot my cum. The hotel is making them stay until it safe, so they're free. Most of their appointments were outside in the Grotto, and the customers turned down the in room option, so they've got a couple people available in about an hour and a half. The dining room is closed, too, but they are doing room service; I ordered bagels, fruit, and coffee." Smart girl!" I said, sidling up close and kissing her cheek before announcing, "I'm going to jump in the shower; anyone who's interested is welcome to join. ’ ‘Yes, there are whole forums dedicated to discussing the moral implications of Zerzinski’s practice on FetLife, ten years after he closed it and moved to Japan!’ ‘What’s FetLife?’ I asked. Cy almost fell off her chair, and choked on the contents of her mug, at the same time. ‘That was very dramatic,’ I commented. ‘What’s FetLife?!’ she shouted. ‘I can’t fucking believe you’re in the middle of the Purification Temple, interviewing Robert Zerzinski for Rolling Stone magazine, and you don’t.