" I glanced at the clock. "You're going to be late, Dad." Yikes, I sure am." He jumped up, gulped the rest of his coffee while backing to the door and...set the cup on the counter. "If the college boy breaks your heart, or the other way around, you're on your own, cupcake," he said, and then he was gone.I cleaned up the breakfast mess, took my morning shower and dressed before I called Barbie. Anticipating the nature of the upcoming conversation with Barbie, I would have preferred a face-to-face. Sasha moans with pleasure. She has so missed someone’s tender touch, and to have both of these true friends be the one to pleasure her again is nirvana.Emma and Donald work their way down Sasha’s body, each licking and nibbling at her inner thighs now. Sasha feels the heat of her cunt burning with desire. Sasha wants, no needs, lips and tongues on her now. The way both Emma and Donald know how to orally please her. This all feels so wonderful, she is getting the attention her body has been. ..FINALLY..the bill is paid and we are on our way back to the hotel. He of course takes his time driving stopping in plenty of time for red lights. And making sure that when we are stopped he is tormenting me, either pulling on the clamp which by how has gone past the point of tingly pressure to a dull pain, pulling on my clit which has now become ultra sensitive or pressing on my belly openly laughing at my groans. He takes me into the room and orders me to strip. I swiftly do so and try not. "Thank you Alex," I smiled a flirty smile at him. He turned to my husband, "oh and happy birthday Jason!" "Thank you Alex, but just another day." Alex turned his attentions to his job. "What can I get you two to drink?" We both ordered our drinks and my mind wandered as he ran off to fetch our drinks. I think I should have ordered something stronger than a lemon-berry twist. I'm going to need it to get through tonight. Not that I wasn't looking forward to it, was just a little nervous. Jason's.