At five foot four and one hundred pounds even she looked like a wet dream. While at the party she informed me that she had a couple of offers for sex....I asked her who offered? She said she had rather not say. I asked if she was going to accept? She said yes, that he had already rubbed her through her panties and she was soaking wet down there. Then she told me to go find something to do and not stand close to her. I walked out side where all the smokers where standing. I made small talk with a. Millers huge cock then dropped down fast like he liked it, impaling myself. I was still small enough that I cried every time I did this, but it hurt so good I came right away. Sheriff Owen cursed behind me. Shit, shes just a fucking whore isnt she? I begin to ride Mr. Millers cock hard as he answered Sheriff Owen. Yup, just what I trained her to be. Mr. Miller put his hands on my shoulders and pulled me down to lay on him. Just lay here cunt, this time you dont have to move. I was shivering in. " "Yes, but in your room," he reminded us, shooting us a dirty look. "I could have you kicked out and banned from this hotel chain for life. Give me one good reason why I shouldn't." "Well," she answered, standing up. "I don't think you will," she pointed out, getting out of the tub. "Faith, you are one in a million." "I know, honey," she responded, stopping right in front of him. She grabbed onto his tie. "I know you like what you see here, your crotch has given that away. So, could you just. So, it was important to keep the upper hand, psychologically. He had leverage; he’d taken them by surprise and (wisely or not) they had taken his bet and agreed to pay up. He wondered if they hadn’t done it on purpose, but that thought didn’t get him where he needed to go, so he discarded it. As the trio approached the boathouse door, he made a decision.Karen and Kerry walked toward the boathouse, each lost in thought. Both were really turned on by what had just happened. They could taste Jim’s.