Atharilesia took my cherry and we became wedded that wonderful night.When I woke up this morning, I recognized the signs of my impending heat. My clit...throbbed. The transformation had begun. The nub ached. I wanted to stroke my burgeoning cock. Already, it was two inches long, thrusting pink before me. My pussy was wet. I groaned as I stood up, fighting the urge to masturbate. We had to get walking.“Oh, wow, someone's excited,” Sophia giggled when she saw my clit. “That's bigger than it was. His mind was racing with possibilities of work and money. She strolled over to take a look at what Sally had been so excited about. As she took in the images of his work, her body was tingling with the words from lunch. His body, had similar thoughts and he was unable to control the appendage that was making its own point in the room. He stayed near the bed, mainly to hide his excitement, as the cotton beach pants were not able to do that for him. “First impression?” he asked, his deep baritone. The motel was pretty run down, and the clientel was just as bad. Inside the lobby, behind the front desk was, what looked like to any average person, a doll collection. But clients understood the dolls true meaning. Each doll represented one girl. The dolls that stood upright were the available girls, to which clients could choose, and then be given the key to the room the girl was in. The dolls that were laying down were the girls that were currently busy with other clients. Rich walked Angel. I have never been interested in doing anything with a girl but the model sucking that guy's cock was gorgeous and I would have turned lezbo for a while to get with her. After a few minutes, they repositioned and started fucking. Everyone was quiet and I could hear the cock going in and out of that girl’s pussy. I was definitely enjoying the show and sent a few pictures to my friend Annabelle. They took a break and I almost got caught watching before they started back with the guy sticking.