”“Nah, I’ll be fine. If I have an emergency I can always go to Mr. Benson’s he’s a cool guy.”“You know Mr. Benson?”“Sure I know him ...om. He’s been our neighbor forever.”“I mean are you friends with him?”“Sure. I help him with stuff from time to time and he has showed me some things.”“What kind of stuff did you help him with?”I helped him get that thing off of the roof just yesterday, don’t you remember and I’ve helped him move some stuff to his shed from his garage and he showed me some things. You are almost ripping your nipples off as I flick my thumb over your throbbing clit. It plays out slow. You arch your back, your pussy tightens hard around my tongue, your anus tries to push my fingers out, you yell and start to squirt all over me. I love this side of you how I can make you cum like this.You moan and twitch as I continue to play with your body, your chest is heaving from all the excitement. You open your eyes and stare into mine with a huge smile on your face. I smile back. Eventually he was pushing his shaft all the into my mouth and his pubic hairs brushed up against my face with every thrust. I inhaled the scent of his balls as they hit my chin over and over again and saliva began dripping out of the sides of my mouth. Faster and faster we went. The sound of slurping and moaning vibrated inside the cabin of the car. He raised his head as if to look up at the roof of the car and rolled his eyes into the back of his head."Ahhhhhh!" His dick seemed to grow hotter. ‘What can I get for you, honey?’ she asked. I smiled and ordered a Vodka soda. ‘Haven’t seen you in here before,’ I heard a voice beside me. I looked over and saw a woman clad in cheetah print smoking a cigarette. She also had grungy 90s makeup that I like to do on myself sometimes. ‘I’m here because I’m going to be in the fashion show,’ I explained. ‘Lucky you. I never get to do anything fun. I’m Sally by the way.’ she said. ‘I’m Isabelle,’ I said, smiling at her. ‘Who owns this hotel?’ I.