“But we both know you’re into it – right, Imogen? You can’t disguise how much you’re getting off on this. Boyfriend or no boyfriend.”Anger...flashed across Imogen’s face, but she responded by sliding one hand to Lysette’s stomach and diving her fingers between the girl’s thighs, making her start. The redhead’s breathing grew shallow, her eyes filling with murderous lust, as her treacherous friend rubbed her clitoris hard. Imogen stared at Mac while she frigged, her eyebrows raised to inquire if. He moved his tongue in circles around my pussy and bit my pussy lips which ached. Then he inserted his tongue in my pussy and started fucking me with his tongue. I was aroused again. With in 5 minutes I had my second orgasm and he drank al of it. He then got up and asked me to give a lick to his cock just to get it rock hard again. I did so and when it god hard again he made me lie on the bed , lifted my legs and rested them on his shoulders and put the head of his cock on my entrance. I was. Mrs. B. let me in with a friendly smile and called Rita. Rita took my hand and lead me back to her room again.I gave Rita her $10 and she gave me a hug and a grin and went to give Mrs. B. the money and to get the basin. She returned again with the back of her dress undone and as soon as I finished getting my pants off, she washed me again with soap and dried me. "What do you want to do this time?" she asked as she sat up on the bed.I'd thought about this. I looked Rita square in the eye and. A good hotel, that is. No matter how humdrum your life is, when you dress yourself knowing that in a few hours you will become a mysterious and sophisticated stranger strolling across some beautiful lobby, people can’t be sure you’re not some hot shot entrepreneur, oil tycoon, or secret agent. It’s fun, and feeling like the world is watching is seductive. You preen a little. I know you do. I’ve seen it a hundred times. I’m the man in the lobby with the answer to a thousand questions, who treats.