She curled her lip in a sneer.”Your uncle hired me. You have no say young man.”“Ingrid if I see you again I will beat you with that fucking crop...�� I coldly promised her.She narrowed her eyes, taking my measure for a a physical confrontation.She closed her bag and smiled. “I shall contact your uncle and inform him of your actions.”She left.Leah came in the room and hugged me from behind. “She was getting worse and worse. I am glad she is gone. I can do all the routines she taught me, I didn’t. Shit. Eve, can you get up?”“Only if I have to. I feel like I just played a double header ball game without breaks. Not that kind of ball game, but ... damn. I’m sore, too, but I can still move. I’ll go on, get the shower going, get mine. Cal, can you help everyone else? I’m sorry, Margie, I don’t think I have enough strength left to help you, even.”“Go on, girl, and just get the water going.” Margie looked worn out. “If your cum didn’t dry like cement, I wouldn’t worry about it. Hell, we may. Julia was moving Gwen's hand back and forth and grinding her hips at the same time.Gwen had never touched a pussy other than her own and the realization of what she was doing—being made to do—caused her to shudder from the sheer raunchiness of it. The raw animal lust directed at her contrasted so dramatically with the lukewarm to cold that had most recently been the climate in this room.It only lasted seconds, Julia humping her young neighbor's hand, before the older woman folded the black. Ein Mann ging durch den kleinen Gang und trat an das Fenster des Wagens."Wie kann ich dir heute Nacht helfen?"Rick lächelte den Wachmann nervös an, als er antwortete. "Wir sind Mr. & Mrs. Rick Miller."Der Wachmann sah auf seinen Block, fand ihre Namen und beugte sich vor, um Jen anzusehen, als er antwortete. "Können Sie mir den Sicherheitscode geben, den sie erhalten haben?"Rick sah zu Jen hinüber, die in den Papieren herumfummelte und sie Rick gab, sobald sie sie gefunden hatte."Hier ist es..