Rolling onto his back the forty-six year old was reminded just of how hot it was in the tent. He felt beads of sweat roll off his body. It clung to ev...ry part of him like a second skin.Beside him Sona sat up. “That wasn’t bad.”“I aim to please,” came Floyd’s offhanded reply. With the back of his hand he wiped the sweat from his brow.“Please don’t tell anyone we did this. I’ll get in trouble,” Sona pleaded.Looking over Floyd found the blonde was busy redressing. His eyes lingered on her flat. I kept my hands firmly holding the back of her head, pushing her lips and nose against the flesh of my pelvis as I drained my balls into her stomach. She hummed a euphoric tone and stared up at me with thanks, as though I was rewarding her. I thrust a few more defiant drives, and then pulled out of her and sprayed her face with the last of my seed. God fell on top of Caitlyn, her expression a portrait of bliss, and her body a desecrated tapestry of ruinous lust. “C’mon,” Caitlyn smiled at me as. Adam grabbed one tit and sucked on her nipple gently, then started pulling it with his teeth. Nikki groaned and he switched to the other, pinching her nipple and tugging on it to make it protrude as much as possible."Stand up and take off your panties," Adam commanded, as he helped her off his lap. Nikki stood and removed her panties sheepishly looking at him afterwards. He held out his hand and Nikki placed her intimates in his palm, blushing bright red as she did. He brought her panties to. "The cabbie shrugged and got into a left turn lane. In a few minutes, Iwas checking into my new hotel. I'd requested an early check-in, andthe Palmer House was ready for me. At a few minutes past seven, I washanging up my skirts and dresses again, and my chickphone was back on.I turned on the TV, and found the local news. They lead with the samestory as last night:"Chicago police are tightlipped about two murders which took place attwo of the city's top hotels this week. On Monday night, a.