Alma made it to her room before collapsing on her bed. She knew she was in love!Alma didn't see much of anyone around the house until Wednesday after ...chool. Alma saw Monica coming home with Ricky and a girl she didn't know. She had seen the girl before hanging out with Monica, but didn't know her name. The three came into the house and sat on the couch. Monica went to the kitchen and ame back with three Cokes."Nah, mija. Get me a fucking beer." Ricky told her. Monica went back to the kitchen.. Once inside her eagerness overwhelming she accidentally hit 3 instead of 4 “shit, shit shit”. She hit 4 and waited sure the elevator had never been this slow before. When the doors finally opened there he stood “you’re late” he stated turning his back and walking to his apartment. Hanging her head she followed him, she glimpsed at her watch, according to her watch she had 40 seconds to spare, but there was no point in arguing. Besides the thought of being able to suck his beautiful hard cock. He circles the hole of her pussy as it continues to drip out her nice juices before he slides his finger in very slowly with a slight twisting motion. The fingers on his other hand continue to massage her breast and nipple. She lifts her head and licks and gently sucks the tip of his closest finger which seems to turn him on even more since she feels his finger plunge deeper into her and she moans. His finger now slick in her juices, glides down to her asshole where he circles it before slowly. But, the really unbelievable part was that I have never even been to the Holiday Inn on the Interstate. Sure, I have driven by there thousands of times, but I have never even been inside the lobby, let alone any of their rooms. Most of our business clients stay either at the Comfort Suites or the Candlewood Suites along the Interstate. Yes, I had worn my blue suit on Tuesday, but I never even left the office once I got there at eight, until I left at five. I even had Jason's Deli cater our.