"Do you feel guilty about letting your aunt suck you off likethat?" "No. Not really." "Because I'm willing to do it a lot more often from no... on, darling, if itwill make your cock feel better." Margaret ran her tongue around the corners of her mouth, lapping up the cum. "Would you like Aunt Margret to give you a goodcocksucking every day, honey?" "Y-yes, aunt Margret." "Your cock is still extremely stiff now, honey," Margaret observed, lewdlyfisting the boner. "I think you. " She paused. After looking down either end of the hallway, she paused again. Finally, she spoke, "Well, our housekeeping company isn't supposed to fraternize with the shop workers. Buuut, since we knew each other from school, I guess it would be okay." I nearly lept with joy, instead, I channeled that energy into just making sure I got my phone out of my pocket and entered her number correctly. I then texted her to make sure she had my number as well. Since we both had about a week left. “Hell yeah,” I said.It really was. She looked so hot, half-naked in my arms, talking about her dirty little fantasies.“I like talking about this with you, you know? Most men would be put off if wasn’t talking about them, I reckon,” she said, kissing my chest.“No, it’s not a problem for me,” I told her, “So what else you got?”Kimberley giggled, running her hand through her hair. She then sat up against the headboard, reached into the bedside cabinet drawer and pulled out her rubber dildo. She. "Thank you. I will just need one minute to ready the room keycard."Dilton was a little surprised that Midge seemed to be planning on staying here for the night. He was a little sad that the evening seemed to be coming to an end. This had been a fantastic date, even if she was not his girlfriend. Midge had made him feel comfortable and that she was happy he was there with her.Midge signed for the room, accepted the keycard and moved away from the desk toward the indicated elevators. She did not.