Her request was once we all got situated in the hotel room we’d meet at, she wanted him and I to begin our encounter with him and I sixty-nining. Sh... would then go back and forth between us joining and helping as she saw fit. When she hung up the phone I asked “what did he say to that”? She said he giggled a bit nervously and said “we’ll see”. Long story short we parked in the hotel lot and her cell rang. He gave us the room number he was checked into and we went up. Having been with him. About every weekend during school days, and more in summer, I would sleep over with a friend or have one stay at my house. As soon as our parents went to bed, and we knew it was ok, our clothes came off! It was different with different friends and sometimes we played made-up games, always involving sex play. As long as I can remember I always loved playing with my dick. I never thought twice about it, it just felt good, was fun so why not. I never, ever felt guilt, and I couldn’t even have told. She slid her thumb around and around my bum,occasionally putting pressure in the middle. She knew she was doing it right because I started to moan louder and she slowly and gently pushed her finger in,just to the first knuckle. Then she pulled out and started rimming again. She repeated this,sliding her finger further in each time, until it was all the way in, “ooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh fuck yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh” I was crying out and she started screwing my ass with her finger. She repeated. Something was wrong, Melody could see. Her brain kicked immediately back into business mode. ‘What?’ she yelled back. ‘Come to the front,’ said D. The two of them swam back through the throng to the lobby. Happy for clear air, they breathed for a minute. ”S goin’ on?’ Melody puffed. ‘Personal first or Business?’ asked D. ‘ Which is worse?’ Melody inquired. ‘ ‘Bout the same, I think,’ Said D, ‘ nah, Business is worse.’ ‘ Business, then.’ ‘Fast and direct or long and drawn out?’ .’Fast’ ‘Cash box.