‘Hello?’ Her voice was tentative, as though she didn’t expect me to be on the other end. ‘Yeah,’ I said, ‘hi, it’s me.’ ‘Thank God. ...here are you?’ ‘About a block away at the Reefside.’ ‘Do . . . do you want to come over?’ ‘ . . . Yeah, I do,’ my voice had gone dry on me. ‘Please hurry then, Room 345.’ I sprinted over, bettering my best time by 3 or 4 seconds for the short distance. As a consequence I was sweating when I knocked on her hotel door. I told myself it wasn’t nerves. The door opened. She's shaking.Tim gets a beer and sits with the rest of us. I tell him if he wants some of my used pussy, that is still very tight, he needs to get undressed and bring his dick to me to suck. He does as told and Beth sits and watches. I've got his dick in my mouth and I'm stroking his balls. Mark comes over next to Beth and talks with her. He's unbuttoning her shirt and her firm little nipples are bouncing out. Mark begins to suck on them, while working on getting her pants undone.The 2. ..Hurricane Bobbie."I'll get started, you hit the shower, sir." Faye mustered all theconfidence she could.Nick was in the bathroom, the largely unused fan making rickety soundsin the ceiling. They were soon stifled by the cheap door. While he wasin the shower, Faye started making something simple.Well, it started out that way. By the end there was a stuffed chickenbreast in the oven and a potato next to it on the baking dish. Sherankled at the flotsam and jetsam that littered the kitchen.. Promise mommy you'll do what she says?" I promise, mommy. Whatever you say." Good, good."She began to open drawers and rummage about. I couldn't exactly see what she was doing, but I caught glances of black silk and pink lace and ruffles, and quickly figured out that she was going through her lingerie. For a boy as smitten by his mother as I, this was terribly arousing. Suddenly she spun around.In her hands was pink silk. It was lacy. It looked so soft and sensuous and feminine. It was a set of.