"Tasha hesitated for a moment, looking conflicted. To her mind, giving inwould probably mean saying goodbye to the lantern. Further, with themerchants...avoiding the area, it was uncertain when she'd be able toreplace it. Despite that, she slowly, somewhat reluctantly nodded."I've got an old spare I suppose I can let you borrow. It's just a candlelantern, mind, but it should give you a little light." It'll do fine," I promised, eager to get underway.The innkeeper gave me a resolute nod and headed. He stroked the man she couldn’t see. At first, she thought he was tiny, but before long he grew to a respectable size. The man on top of her almost screamed as he came inside of her. This was a new sensation for her. The pizza man had cum in her mouth and the GM man on her tits. It was… warm, but not in a good way.The black man pulled out and walked to the side, someone else immediately mounted her and began to thrust his hips. He was less well-endowed than the black man. Isabella now had a. “And what is it that you do?” he asked, confident that he had passed her test. “I’m a writer, romance stuff mostly, but I do a little erotica now and then,” she said, teasing her mother. “Erotica. Sounds interesting, I would like to read some of your work some time,” said Mark. “If you are serious you can read some now, I have a file in the limo with a few of my stories.” “It would be my pleasure.” He responded, and they headed for the door. Vanessa’s mother had an unpleasant look on. And continued drinking my coffee. The attendant returned and decided to carry on the conversation. Taking an opportunity in the break of conversation I asked him about the hot little stud. The attendant told me yeah he comes in every once in awhile sometimes with different guys been in a few with the same guy like tonight but thinks he maybe married. Hmmm I think so he is married which means he wants a little action on the side. Time goes by and I gravitate towards the steam room which runs off.