Ron had answered, “Well, you saw the hot little piece he was with. He gets crazy jealous. And honestly Dean, she did keep looking at you, over his ...houlder. She’s a little tripper. I hate it when they come in on a weekend night—she likes to stir things up. We’re all on tenterhooks the entire time they are here—waiting for pint glasses to start flying.”I have to say honestly, I never really got a good look at the young woman. Only a glimpse or two. Pretty, short, possibly Hispanic is all I. Adrenaline flooded me once again. Afraid of what I'd see, I looked down at my chest, confirming the vague suspicion that had formed at the sight of the blood. There was a neat hole, smaller than the diameter of a dime, in my T-shirt. Blood was spreading slowly around this hole. I glanced up to see that my truck was still pointed down the Interstate and then looked down again, pulling the neck of my shirt away from my body. There was another hole in my chest, also very slight in diameter, just. . the nylon makes your legs feel so smooth.” I ignore him“Open your legs for me Sandeman!”“Yes Sir.” I open my legs slightly“Open them wider ... there’s a good girl.”I open them wider he now has a perfect view up my skirt of my little black panties around my stocking tops and clean shaven pussy.“Those knickers look pretty Miss Sandeman.”“Thank you Sir.”He then touches my pussy, not being able to see and not expecting him to do that it takes me by surprise, I flinch back for a second, my. The lift doors opened on the second floor as we walked side by side towards room 212, when we reached the room he unlocked it with a key card and I stepped in, he turned around to lock the door and I rubbed his ass he turned back smiling and said “Can I cum in your mouth?” and I replied “Another £50” with which he took out his wallet and gave it to me.After putting it in my pocket he was still standing by the door I reached forward and ran the back of my hand down the front of his trousers, he.