Her rapidly thawing quim was moistening and my thumb edged slowly inside her.“Here in the corridor or in your bed room, you choose,” I invited.“...edroom!” she whispered, “Be quiet.”We shuffled towards her bedroom with my thumb still inside her. She opened the door, I closed and bolted it. “Hanson, what has come over you?” she hissed.“I don’t really know,” I explained, “But you do seem a much nicer person when you have been fucked!”“Typical!” she sighed, “But I do miss having a man around,” and. "Thingsare starting to get busy around here. Why don't we meet up again at theparty tomorrow? We can have a bit of fun with the device there. I mean,I can think of a few things I wouldn't mind swapping, and as long as youneed money for clothes, I got you covered."Elizabeth started to laugh, but she was cut off by Ellen's somberexpression."Elizabeth..." Ellen said. "Look, after tonight, I don't know if I everwant to see you again. Someday, I may forgive you, but right now I don'twant anything to. It took him about four strokes before he was fully seated in her ass with her legs up over her shoulders. He climbed up higher on the bed and really started to pound into her upturned ass driving her breath out of her each time. His head dropped down to bite and maul her nipples as he picked up his pace. I heard a rustle of clothing behind me. The desk manager had entered the room and was quickly shucking his clothes. "Yo Anthony, with all that panting the bitch is doing I think she may need. I reach down and caress Chanel’s ass, both hands, giving him a good view. I wonder how she’d react to me claiming her this way in front of him, not being my girl and all. But I couldn’t do nothing. She came here with me and I had to make it known. She doesn’t need some douche coming onto her in an unfamiliar place. Apparently, though, I’m not going to find out right now because she doesn’t even notice the exchange. Doesn’t look at anyone but me. “I’m getting pretty hungry,” Chanel says,.