She was wearing her school uniform, and she said, “What have you guys been up to?” “Nothing, we just got here,” Louise answered. I didn’t sa... anything. Fiona looked back at the doorway, and the light switch, and then around the room, and she said, “Why do I get the feeling like I’ve just walked in on something?” “No idea,” Louise answered. “Yeah, we just got here,” I added. Fiona looked around the room, and then she looked at the television, which was off, and then she looked back at us. She. “Who was that?” I asked.“Lord Graystone of course,” Joan said.“Good I’m glad you are getting to know him,” I said. I found that I actually meant it. I had no idea why I felt that way. I was pretty sure Joan would be leaving me first chance she got. More likely she would be kicking me to curb.After the walk, when I returned to the motel, I was ready for the computer research. I worked a couple of hours on my buy and resale business, then I called Joan’s room.“Hey tight ass nerdy chick, how about. She held her head down tight to my pelvis until she had to come up for air. Taking a deep breath, she went back down. Her throat worked my length along with her tongue which laved my balls. I could feel suction on the head of my cock. She was not only willing to deep throat me but seemed eager to have me tickle her tonsils.She even pressed down to force my cock as deep into her throat as it could possibly get. The couple was grinning when they walked up. The woman said, “I see that my sister,. I talked her into hanging out the motel bar with me. It kind of brought back some memories when all of our friends would meet at a local bar and drink before going out on the town. But this time it was after going out on the town and it was 25 years later. The bar was half full of tourists staying at the hotel enjoying their drinks and listening to a band playing jazz. We found a table towards the back and ordered a round of drinks. I could tell she was comfortable being out and was starting.