She stops by the chair her bag is in. In the air all she can smell is the sweet smell of sweat and her own vagina almost fruit like smell mixed with a...light sweat scent. She lifts her shirt to her nose and inhales deeply. Don’t smell like pee. She lowers the shirt to her lips lightly sucking the juices from the fabric. Like the smell she knows the taste immediately she has tasted it many times before while masturbating it’s her own salty sweet juices almost like the juice from a fresh. With three more texts waiting I break my line of thought. There are 2text messages and a picture message waiting to be opened. I want more ofan explanation so I open the first of two texts. It seemed strange butthis is what it read, **I didn't kno what 2 do next so I wondered, whatwould Will like?** It was short but not nearly enough. The next oneread, **I figured I HAD to do something with my hair**. I braced myself,I knew the next picture was gonna be Jimmy with his hair done up. BeforeI. Inside the motel room, he started to undress his shirt as he said just do nothing.. he undressed me slowly and closed my eyes, he hung my clothes and he came up to me still wearing his jeans but his cock is already out as it cant fit when he got fully engorged. he opened the zipper and its so sexy as he wasn’t wearing any underwear, as if im seeing a pornstar come to life with his hairy muscled defined chest, flat stomach, strong hairy log like legs, sexy forearms, big biceps, chiseled hot. ’ I wanted her too and it didn’t take any dragging to get her up the stairs and into the upper floor bedroom. Our clothes were quickly off and both of us falling onto the bed, naked, and my cock sliding straight up inside her. Her legs coming up to grip my waist as she sucked me in and began to hump herself on the bed while I hung on as she fucked herself to an orgasm. I hadn’t even moved myself as she gave out a muted scream at her coming, just hanging on in there till she came to a stop,.