The guy on reception had been bribed to tell them the room number and to make himself scarce. Clever dude had also popped a sleepy-time pill into the ...vening drink of the bodyguard.The hotel was quiet as the trio creeped towards the door. Renard knocked."Who is there?" came a voice from the other side. American female. Sounded young."Abduction squad," blurted out Oliver."What!?!" What the fuck is wrong with you, bro!" snarled Denis."But we is here to..." THWACK!"Errr ... Missy Hewitt?". . . me, about . . . you know. How did you know that I would like that sort of thing?”She moved closer, pressing her leg against his. “I read you.” The puzzled look on his face indicated that he needed a more in-depth explanation. “Your game, the reverence you have for your queen, the way you protect her, it speaks volumes about you. I can tell all sorts of things from the way you play. You want people to see you as extraordinarily intelligent, but deep inside, you not only feel average,. Let it come. Devon slowly pushed him back, his head lifting and falling so that his lips seemed to bounce against Myron;'s base. Yes Myron muttered, oh yes, c'mon baby, c'mon. His lifting in time with the deep penetration into his partners throat. He felt it, felt the damn burst, and at the crucial moment he felt the penetration of his ass . Devon slipped not one, but two fingers into his ass while he was in the throes of ecstasy. To his surprise his body responded as more man juice spurted. "It was so wet and juicy. Did you like the taste of your own cunt?" Un, huh," Patsy said. She had her jeans and panties in her hand. She laid them on a bench. "It tasted good, but not as good as the stuff you sprayed on me." You'll get plenty of that," Ellen giggled. "Now you can find out what my pussy tastes like." She eased off the bale of hay. "You can strip me now."Flushed with a desire she couldn't explain, Patsy came toward the older girl. Her blue eyes were on fire. Her tits bounced,.