Opening the door, I take Trish’s hand and help her out of the car. Slipping out from her seat, I notice the hem of her dress glides up her thigh. Tr...sh straightens herself as I close the door.Walking hand in hand, we enter the hotel lobby and head to the elevator. As we wait, I reach back, placing my hand on Trish’s waist and kiss her on the cheek. My hand slides down to her firm derrière as she turns and kisses me.When the elevator door opens, I give Trish a quick slap on her ass as we step. There was an awkward minute as we regrouped, but Olga took charge. I was placed on my back and she clambered aboard me, her crotch over my face. She touched my lips and said,“Open.”I opened my mouth and she huffed and puffed before finally releasing a stream of piss into my mouth.“Don’t make a mess,” Sabrina ordered. “You must swallow it.”I did as I was instructed and a mouthful of German woman’s urine found its way down my grudging throat.Olga climbed off as Sabrina went to a wardrobe and. Fortunately after I'd made an ass out of myself stammering like an idiot, Veranda laughed and said mercifully, "Don't worry about it." I breathed a sigh of relief but then she added seductively, "I'll surprise you later." With a sense of foreboding, I began to consider the possibilities and immediately wondered how I would ever make it until Bernadette got there.Luckily, to my pleasant surprise, two seconds later she came walking in the door and I didn't have to worry about avoiding. Not like I ever spend it. Two hundred dollars of every paycheck gets immediately put into a fireproof safe I hide in my freezer. I know, that’s probably one of the first places a burglar would look in a small studio apartment, but it’s also the only real hiding place available to me. And I’m not really worried about being robbed. So far that safe has over eight thousand dollars in it. Not all of it was earned while I was staying in this small studio apartment, and not all of it was made by Amy..