We walked down the hall until we found a nice room, we shut the door and we were finally alone. She sat shyly on the bed next to me as we drank our ...eers, the conversation was slow and awkward, I started to say something about the couple next door but she put her finger over my lips and hushed me. She put down her beer, to my amazement she was looking me straight in the eye and telling me exactly what she wanted. She took my beer out of my hand and pulled me on top of her, we began kissing. “Work it bitch! Fuck me with your cunt! Yeah! Screw it you cock craving little whore! Do it! Oh Jesus - Christ, - Tammy! You turbo fucking slut! Yes! Like that! Work my dick with your fucking little baby cunt! Oh shit! You’re such a fox! God! Where did you learn that? Fuck!” Tammy was straining with all her might on his bone. She rubbed and twisted on his meat, showing him how much she needed him, wanted him. Her grunts and gasps were punctuated with yelps and curses. The brand new slut was. But when she had invited him to her room, then that was it, the gloves were off and he had made his move. The memory of what happened next awoke his sleeping cock and it began to stiffen a little. At that moment, he heard a toilet flush and a sink running with water before the door to the bathroom opened and Jenn entered the room. She had discarded the stay up hose and was now totally naked. Her hair was mussed and she had that "just fucked" look on her face. She smiled at him when she saw. ”“Hmm, no, it wouldn’t kill me. I’m just busier than you are; well, I think I am,” I said.“Doubtful,” said Penelope.“Question,” I said. “why the full court press to get me to come to your place. You got a family to be concerned with. I don’t. So, what would we have to talk about? I mean what would we have in common to talk about?”“Oh, I don’t know,” said Penelope. “maybe the fact that you are part of it, the family. I mean you are Zoey’s dad,” she said.“Zoey, yes, I remember her. She did drop.