`` I 'm just saying, '' Dan said quietly, `` group discussion sex is a thing. ``

'' Geez, honey, '' Jenn rolled her eyes. `` It 's a workplace league, not one of your pervy phantasy. ``

The airport crew flowed around the Brigham Young couple, people drifting in and out of store and food stands or making their way to the security melodic phrase that stood between them and their flight.

'' Why ca n't it be both ? '' Dan grinned.

'' Perv, '' Jenn growled, but she knew would n't have him any other way.

'' All I 'm saying is ... '' Dan started.

'' ... that if some guy tries to pluck me up at the hotel bar, you 're ok with me *fucking* him, '' Jenn whispered hotly. She could n't deny the to-do in her stomach, or perhaps a bit lower down, the quiver at the very idea.

'' Well ... '' Dan flushed.

'' You 're a perv, '' Jenn replied with an amused grin. `` Have fun with the star sign to yourself. Try not to spend the whole time I 'm gone jerking off to porn. ``

'' No promise, '' Dan grinned back.

< < < > > >

'' You can do this, '' Jenn told herself, nervously, tugging at the hemline of the slinky black dress. `` You want to do this. It will be fun. ``

She was fairly certain buying the fiddling frock in the first shoes had been Dan 's idea. He 'd said she would look hot in it. Considering her reflection in the hotel room mirror, Jenn had to admit he had a point. The garb 's niggling spaghetti strap left her shoulder joint bare, showing off her fair bark down to the gallant of her breasts - not huge, but not bad, she thought. The dress clung to her curves, emphasizing the tight belly she worked hard to maintain. The hemline was worrying. It was low enough to be decent, but seriously bordered on slutty. Tugging the hem down had helped a footling, until she noticed that her boob were now in peril of popping out the top.

With a sign, she gave it up. Grabbing her little clutch purse, she walked out of the hotel room before she changed her mind.

With a grin, she pulled her phone out of her pocketbook. After all, half the full stop of doing this was to give Dan a thrill, and she could n't do that if she did n't keep open him in the loop. As she walked down the hotel hall, she hit speed dial.

'' Hi, honey. How 's the conference ? '' Dan answered.

'' drilling seminars, pushy trafficker, the usual, '' Jenn said breezily.

'' Having fun ? '' Dan sounded amused.

'' Oh yeah, '' Jenn replied, dripping sarcasm. `` I just get laid it. What are you up to ? ``

'' Oh, you know ... hazardous party, boozing, smoking pot, a caboodle of naked coeds in the hot-tub beggary to take up me off, '' Dan lied.

Laughing, Jenn rolled her oculus. `` You 're bored and watching late-night TV, are n't you ? ``

'' How did you know ? '' Dan asked.

'' We do n't make a hot-tub, '' Jenn pointed out.

'' fair pointedness, '' Dan conceded. `` What are you up to ? ``

'' Well ... '' Jenn hesitated, suddenly nervous again.

'' What are you doing ? '' The sound of Dan 's excitation was like ice and flame in her veins.

'' I thought I 'd go down to the hotel bar, '' Jenn replied, trying to go nonchalant.

'' Looking for a guy ? '' Dan said, teasing.

'' Perv, '' Jenn laughed, feeling that low-down flutter. `` I 'm meeting some friends for drink ... but ... ''

'' But what ? '' Dan said slowly.

'' Remember that little black dress you liked ? '' Jenn replied.

'' Yes ? ``

With a sinful smiling, Jenn noticed a mirror in the hallway. Striking as sultry a pose as she could, she snapped off pic with her phone and sent it.

'' Wow. '' His response was breathless.

'' I thought you 'd get a kick out of that, '' Jenn teased, thrilled that his response was everything she 'd wanted. She did n't, however, expect what came next ... though in retrospect, she knew she probably should have.

'' Are you wearing panty ? '' Dan asked.

'' Yes ... perv, '' Jenn replied, with a nervous laugh. Admittedly, the small mordant thong she had on under the garb was n't much, but it was there.

'' Take 'em off, '' Dan said.

'' No, '' Jenn gasped, shocked.

'' look at your panties off, '' Dan insisted.

'' No, '' Jenn replied breathlessly. `` You know how short this dress is. ``

'' Off. Right now. ``

'' Right ... Dan, I 'm in a hallway. I ca n't. '' Jenn laughed shakily. In fact, she 'd achieve the elevators at the end of the lobby. Sure, it was empty now but someone could arrive at any moment. She could see herself reflected in the mirrored surface of the elevator doors, sexy in a slinky dress.

Dan said nothing. He was just waiting, she knew, daring her to do it, to step the game up one more notch. The little low flutter had become a full, roll up Wave ... a sultry, hot, wet waving.

Before she could lose her brass, she reached up under the picayune dress and quickly pulled off her flip-flop. Glancing at her rumination, she saw that, in the process, the perilously short hemline of her dress had been pushed from slutty to indecent. Flush with excitement, she pulled her dress up to let an unobstructed peek at her pussy, snapped a straightaway pic of her expression and sent it to Dan.

'' Beautiful, '' Dan panted over the phone.

'' I 'll name you later, perv. '' Jenn 's voice was husky to her own ears as she hung up.

A minute later the elevator dinged and the doors open.

Jenn stood freeze out, feeling sudden empathy for the proverbial deer caught in headlight. Despite her despairing desire to squeak and pull her dress down, she did n't impress.

Two men, plainly attendees at the same conference, stepped from the elevator, glancing at her with civilised smiling. Both men froze suddenly. She saw their optic widen as they took her in, her slinky melanize dress, her heaving cleavage, her hiked up skirt and the neatly trimmed shore strip of her defenseless pussy.

Red-faced, one of the men looked quickly away and walked on past. The other man hesitated for a moment, drinking in the mess of her. Under his hot gaze, Jenn felt a surge of unmistakable desire. She made no movement to enshroud herself. She did n't want to.

'' Good evening, '' the man said with a grin and then walked past her.

Breathing heavily, Jenn stepped into the elevator and pushed the clitoris for the lobby. It was n't until she noticed her thoughtfulness the door again that she finally moved to fix her dress.

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Like what U C perv ? Jenn 's spunk was racing as she fired off the school text message to Dan, thinking about the impression she 'd just sent.

After inadvertently flashing the two men at the lift, Jenn had been ineffectual to centralize on hanging out with her friend - really coworkers attending the conference with her. The public lecture, griping about body of work, supervisors and married person, was all the same talk they had back domicile.

Jenn 's head had kept wandering back to the lift, to the looks the two men had given her as she stood there, bottomless. She could n't shake the idea that Dan would love to hear about it, would probably ask why she had n't fucked one of them. She thought about the mo man, the foresighted, hungry look he had given her, and wondered what she would have said, what she would consume done, if he 'd propositioned her.

Finally, distracted from the threadbare cackle, she 'd pay back up and gone over to the bar. Sitting at a bar feces, she 'd felt her slinky black rise wickedly higher, felt the cool air teasing her au naturel second joint, and wondered how many of the guys were trying to glint up her bird. That idea had started another wicked thought that grew in her head until she had finally decided to give into it.

As nonchalantly as possible, she 'd taken out her phone, held it down by her stifle and spread her legs. A fast chink, and she 'd taken a image of her exposed pussycat in a bar broad of men, a characterisation which was now on its way to Dan along with her teasing text. She knew he 'd love it.

Glancing around the bar, she wondered if anyone had seen.

After a few minute, Dan had n't replied to her schoolbook. She was disappointed before she realized the prison term difference might mean he had n't seen it. She fired off another.

JENN : U up ? Haha

Still no answer.

'' Excuse me, miss. ''

Jenn jumped as the man 's voice broke through her distraction.

'' Can I buy you a boozing ? '' he asked, with a friendly smile.

His gens was Tim. He was staying at the hotel, attending the same conference she was. They talked for a spell about the day 's seminars, their respective workplaces, the hotel in ecumenical. Tim was friendly, flirty without being pushy, and Jenn found herself relaxing and enjoying herself. After a patch, when Tim turned his attending to the barkeep to refresh their drinkable, she fired off another text edition to Dan, teasing that a guy had gotten her a drink.

'' Good earphone, '' Tim said, looking back at her.

'' It 's OK, '' Jenn shrugged.

'' Did the film hail out ? '' Tim said nonchalantly.

'' photo ? '' Jenn felt suddenly hot and frigidness all at once. `` What picture ? ``

The bartender choose that moment to forebode Tim over, leaving Jenn shivering briefly in shock. She quickly fired off another text to Dan : OMG I think he saw me exact that pic !

By the metre Tim got back, apologizing and explaining that there had been some error with his reference card, Jenn had managed to regain the coming into court of calm, though her marrow was pounding.

'' So, '' she said, trying to sound assuredness. `` You saw me train a painting. ``

'' Maybe just a peek, really, '' Tim admitted with a barely hidden smile.

'' Really ? '' Jenn drawled, teasing.

Tim just grinned, trying unsuccessfully to hide a glance down at her thigh. Jenn fidgeted in her seat.

'' So, who was it for ? '' Tim asked. `` The ikon. Was it for soul ? ``

'' My guy back home, '' Jenn admitted, feeling oddly relaxed about it suddenly. `` Dan. He has these illusion. I thought I 'd indulge him a little. ``

'' phantasy of you flashing at a bar ? '' Tim grinned.

'' Among other things, '' Jenn confessed, blushing.

'' Really ? '' Tim focused on his drink.

Jenn leaned closer to him, speaking more softly. `` Dan told me to take off my panties, before I came down to the bar. ''

Tim 's eyes flashed back down to her thighs again. `` Did he ? Had you leave them in your way. ``

'' No, '' Jenn said slowly. `` They 're in my purse. He had me take them off in the hall. ``

'' He wants you to get seen, does he ? '' Tim 's gaze rose to lock in with Jenn 's eyes. She felt a flush of heat rising in her cheeks and spreading down her neck.

'' well, I did take a impression of my pussycat in a bar full of people for him, '' she said.

'' How far do you want to go ? '' Tim 's voice was low, husky.

'' What did you have in mind ? '' Jenn felt the blush spreading down her chest.

'' present me your speech sound, '' Tim grinned.

Slowly, Jenn coast it over. Grinning, Tim picked the speech sound up and took a dyad of whole tone back.

'' spring ol'Dan a thrill, '' Tim said.

Heart pounding, Jenn glanced around, looking at the other hoi polloi around the bar. What the infernal region, she thought and spread her legs again on the barstool, exposing her bare snatch to Tim 's regard, and the gaze of anyone else who happened to face over. As Tim raised the telephone to snatch a pic, Jenn threw carefulness to the wind. With a quick motion, she grabbed the top of her slinky dress and pulled it down, flashing a nude tit too. Tim clicked the picture and stepped quickly back toward her.

Hastily, Jenn covered herself again. Her nerve was racing, and she was trusted that blush covered her entire chest. The high temperature of it seemed to reach down toward the heat rising from her thigh. She wondered if Tim had noticed how wet her pussy was.

taking her phone back, she looked at the picture and smiled. Quickly, she sent it to Dan. She wondered if he would see it before morning.

'' There you go, '' Tim said smirking. `` That ought to break ol'Dan what he wants. ``

'' Not even, '' Jenn laughed.

'' Really ? '' Tim looked intrigued. Leaning closer to her, he continued quietly, `` You just flashed your tit -very decent tit, by the way - to like half the guys in this bar and at least a few of them will take in noticed the 'no panty'bit too. What more does your guy want ? ``

'' Well, '' Jenn said, leaning closer too, until their faces were almost touching. `` He has this fancy. ``

'' What fancy, '' Tim breathed.

'' He wants me to ... screwing ... another guy, '' Jenn 's breather was coming in shoal pant. `` Like, here, at the conference. For substantial. Basically, he 's a perv. Crazy, right ? ``

'' Crazy, '' Tim agreed.

For a second they just sat, their faces so close together. Jenn wondered if he was going kiss her.

'' What do you think ? '' Tim asked finally.

'' About what ? '' Jenn was puzzled.

'' About his fantasy. ``

'' I think ... '' Jenn paused. `` I think I like it. I think ... maybe I might do it. If I find the correctly guy. ``

'' Well, '' Tim leaned back suddenly, settling back in his backside. `` If you find him, I 'm for sure you wo n't sustain any fuss convincing him. ``

'' Really, '' Jenn said, looking flatly at him. `` Because I think maybe he might not be worry. ``

'' Not possible, '' Tim said. `` If a beautiful, reasoning woman like you asked ... I bet almost any guy here would stick out at the chance. ``

'' You, sir, are a charmer and a gentleman, '' Jenn grinned.

'' fountainhead, I try, '' Tim admitted with a smirk.

'' I am going back to my room now, '' Jenn said.

'' well, full nighttime. ``

'' Really ? That 's all ? 'Good night'? ``

'' Well ... ''

'' I am all alone here. My guy - the perv who wants me to fuck another guy, you recall - is all the way on the other face of the country. I have ... no panty on and I am very ... very horny. It seems to me that a gentleman's gentleman would see me back to my room. After all, anything could materialise ... anything. ``

< < < > > >

Jenn 's hands shook as she fumbled to pull her hotel keycard from her purse.

After her sultry almost-invitation in the bar, the ride up in the elevator had been oddly tranquilize. Tim had been calm, flashing his flirty grinning but nothing more than. Letting her fill the star, Jenn realized. She could n't conceive how nervous she felt. After all, she was only inviting a strange man she had just met at a conference up to her hotel room for sex because her guy ... ok, she admitted, she could conceive how queasy she was. What she could n't believe was how aroused she was, or how heavily it was to subscribe to that stupe plastic card out of her purse.

She jumped slightly when Tim 's hand closed gently over her arm.

'' You do n't take in to do this, you know, '' he said softly.

With that, her nervousness vanished as if it had never been. Slowly Jenn turned, her body brushing against Tim 's as she reached up and kissed him. Her backtalk softly explored his. His arms closed around her, holding her firmly.

'' I want to, '' she breathed.

His arms tightened around her, pulling her against him, kissing her with growing cacoethes. She could feel his growing hardness pressing against her.

'' What do you want ? '' he said teasingly.

'' I want you to fuck me, '' Jenn panted.

Tim dragged her mouth back to his, his sass and clapper hungrily exploring hers. His bridge player roamed over her back, reaching downward to cup her ass. Jenn moaned against him. She felt him pulling up the hem of her slinky piddling dress, felt his hands squeezing her naked ass, there in the hotel hallway. Her entire body quivered with desire.

pushing away enough to speak again, Jenn panted, `` Let me ... oohhh ... let me open the door. ``

Squirming in Tim 's embrace, she managed to work enough to face the door again and clawed at her purse for the keycard. Tim 's hands continued to explore her body, squeezing her ass, rubbing along her side of meat and her belly, reaching up to cup her breast. She managed to get the keycard out of her pocketbook around the Lapp clip he pulled her frock down to bring out her tits. His punishing dick ground against her bare ass. She groaned as his fingers flicked over her sensitive nipple.

'' If you do n't let me get this door opened, '' Jenn moaned, `` we are going to end up fucking in the hall. ``

'' Bet ol'Dan would be intimate that, '' Tim muttered as he kissed her neck, his roaming fingers reaching around to brush along the wet crimp of her nude pussy.

Jenn groaned in response, forcing the keycard into the door and practically running inside as it finally opened.

'' Oh my god. This is so weirdo, '' Jenn laughed as she heard the door swing close behind her. Unconsciously, her hands slid up her sides, moving to smooth her shirt.

'' Do n't you defy, '' Tim chuckled.

'' What ? '' Jenn glanced over her shoulder at him, feeling a nervous flutter as she realized she was alone, in her hotel elbow room, with him.

'' Do n't fix your clothes, '' Tim said. `` smell good just the way it is. ``

'' With my ass hanging out, you mean, '' Jenn smiled, her mitt sliding down to cup her butt.

'' Exactly, '' Tim grinned. `` You have a very nice ass. ``

'' You like it ? '' Jenn asked teasingly. `` It 's not too big ? ``

'' Your ass is steady and bout. You have a beautiful ass, '' Tim replied. `` Give me your phone. ``

'' My earphone ? '' Jenn puzzled at the non-sequitur.

'' fountainhead, I could take a picture with mine ... '' Tim said, reaching into his pocket.

'' Oh, no, '' Jenn replied, digging into her purse and tossing her earpiece to him. `` That 's how embarrassing depiction end up on the internet. ``

'' Precisely, '' Tim said, snapping a quick pic. `` I mean, you would n't want to do anything crazy. ``

'' Absolutely not, '' Jenn laughed, cupping her ass and deflection over slightly. `` I am a very respectable woman, after all. I would never do anything wild or out of controller. You know that, right ? '' She grinned as she looked back him, spreading her legs a little more.

'' Of row not, '' Tim nodded seriously. `` And, after all, you 're in a committed relationship so clearly you would n't need anyone to imagine you did anything inappropriate. Now turn around, so I can see your tits. ``

Still laughing, Jenn turned, arching her rachis to show off her breasts. She could n't believe she was doing this, standing in her hotel room, her slinky dress bunched up around her waistline, letting a foreign man tear pictures of her bare ass and tits ... and pussy, she realized. Her smile faded as her breath quickened. Her oculus met Tim 's and she saw, behind his joking and smiling, a desire that reflected her own.

For a long moment, they just stood there, facing each early across the elbow room. Slowly, her centre fixed on Tim 's, Jenn slid the slinky dress 's tiny spaghetti straps from her articulatio humeri. She pushed the bunched fabric of the frock down past her hips, letting it slip down her leg to pool around her understructure. Finally, she stepped out of her heels and took a footfall toward him.

'' You 're gorgeous, '' Tim said huskily, then his teasing grin appeared again as he snapped another pic.

'' more than mental picture ? '' Jenn shook her head.

'' Well, I bet ol'Dan will get a thrill out of them, '' Tim replied lightly.

'' All right field, '' Jenn said, stepping closer, moving quickly to hide her nervousness. `` Let 's take some impression that will move over him a substantial rush. ``

With immobile deliberation, before she could chicken out, Jenn grabbed delay of Tim 's falloff, undid the button and dropped to her knee joint in front end of him.

'' Take some mental picture that will really force back him raving mad, '' she said, forcing down Tim 's zipper and pulling his pant down.

'' Oh my god, '' she breathed softly as Tim 's prick jumped gratis of his boxers. Even only semi-erect, it was long, midst and veiny, plainly different from Dan 's. So what, Jenn thought to herself as she wrapped quivering finger around the thickening jibe. She 'd seen other dicks. She 'd held early shaft, but never a stranger 's, and never while she was with another guy.

Above her, Tim groaned in pleasure and that, it seemed, was enough to finally settle her nervousness. Smiling, she looked up at him, at his fount glazed with desire as she stroked his length. She looked up at the camera lens of her phone. Dan wanted this, she thought. He 'd said so often plenty. She 'd sucked peter plenty of clock time before, she thought as her lips closed around Tim 's thick tip. This time Tim would get to enjoy her back talk, delight her tongue swirling around him, and later Dan would get to enjoy seeing the pictures of his hanker, thick-skulled hard cock as it disappeared between her lips.

'' Oh, yes, that 's so good, '' Tim moaned.

Jenn quivered with desire. She felt tight, kneeling there naked, eagerly bobbing her point up and down Tim 's rooster while he continued to take episodic pictures.

'' So good, '' Tim moaned again. `` Oh yeah, so unspoiled. Fuck. ``

'' Yes, '' Jenn purred, keeping her sassing against Tim 's compact cock. `` I want you to do it me. Fuck me, Tim. ''
Groaning, Tim pulled his cock from her warm mouthpiece. His hard manus grabbed her shoulder and lifted Jenn to her feet. She shivered with turmoil as he pushed her slowly backward toward the bed.

'' This what you want ? '' Tim growled, his eye intense.

'' Yes, '' Jenn panted. `` I want this. ``

'' You like sucking my cock ? '' Tim 's bridge player firmly cupped Jenn 's heaving titty, squeezing and caressing them. She moaned as he roughly played with her sensible nipples.

'' Yes, '' Jenn gasped. `` You have such a nice, big cock. I love sucking your cock. Now I want you to fuck me. Fuck me with your nice, big cock, Tim. ``

She cried out as Tim pushed her roughly down onto the bed. Like an animal, he pounced over her. She moaned as his mouth latched onto her pap, roughly sucking and nipping at her medium hillock.

'' Oh, Tim, '' Jenn gasped as he kissed and bit down her incline. `` Hey, not so ... oh, wow ... oh ... oh ... Oh. My. God ! '' She cried out as he buried his grimace in her cunt. She arched her hips to play him as his tongue parted her wet lips and lashed furiously against her clit. `` Oh my god, oh my god, ohmygod ! Yes, there. Yes, yes, yes, yes. Oh. Oooohhhh, myyyy, God ! ``

Jenn 's unharmed trunk arched in pleasance, quivering as her shockingly sudden orgasm ripped through her. She collapsed, panting, onto the bed.

chill, she looked up to see Tim looming over her, tossing the hold up of his apparel away. Out of a staid business organisation courting, he looked mightily, brawny and unwarranted. His long, thick dick stood proudly against his operose abs.

'' Tell me, '' he growled. `` tell me what you want. ``

'' I want ... '' Jenn gasped. `` I want you to screw me. Please, fuck me. ``

He pushed closer, holding his cock in one hand as he guided it toward her dripping slit. In the other deal ...

'' My telephone set ? '' Jenn giggled.

'' I want ol'Dan to see this, '' Tim said firmly. `` I want your pervy guy to see the moment, the exact moment, my cock ... a stranger 's turncock ... enters his woman. I want the perv to have got this to jerk to ... his Jenn 's beautiful pussy taking another man 's .... pecker ! ``

Jenn moaned as his tip entered her, parting her lips and stretching her slowly overt. She shivered at his parole, and at the smutty, wicked feeling of his strange shaft inside her. She was doing it, she realized. She was letting a unknown man fuck her. Her unharmed trunk arched up to meet him as his long shaft slowly filled her.

'' Yeah, '' Tim groaned. `` He 's going to like seeing this. ``

'' Put the phone down, '' Jenn purred. `` Put that fucking phone away and get laid me. ``

'' Is that what you want ? '' Tim smiled wickedly, lightly tossing Jenn 's earphone aside.

'' Yes. '' She looked at him, thrilling to the hungry smell in his optic. `` Yes, I want you to fuck me. ``

Tim slowly pulled his peter back, until only the tip rested just within her dripping pussycat. `` You want a guy you just met to fuck you. A stranger, to fill you up with his tool. ``

'' Yes. '' Jenn writhed under him. `` Yes, do it me now. ``

She gasped as Tim grabbed her waist. Her optic locked on his as her consistency arched toward him. With a grunt, he thrust into her, filling her up with one swift apparent movement. Their hip rocked together, her wet crease opening to receive him deep inside her.

Jenn 's whole soundbox tingled as he thrust into her again and again, late, steady, powerful thrusts that filled her over and over. She reveled in the tactual sensation and the unshakable view of how wicked this was. Wild, carnal pleasure climbed through her, exploding as she came again.

'' Oh my god ! '' she cried out, shaking as her body convulsed around his thrusting fellow member. `` Are you ... still going ? ``

'' I 'm not finished, '' Tim grinned, continuing to slew slowly inside her. `` Not by a prospicient shot. ``

'' Oh ... my ... god ... '' Jenn moaned, wrapping her legs around his waist and pulling him deeper into her.

She let herself go, moaning and crying out with wild, prohibit pleasance. Throughout, she kept her eyes on him, watching his unfamiliar physical structure moving over hers, staring into his stranger 's face has he grunted and thrust into her. Lust and pleasure climbed, peaked again with her desperate outcry, and madly started to climb once more.

Suddenly, Tim paused in his seemly tireless screwing. `` What 's that ? ``

'' What ? '' Jenn panted. It took a moment for her to realize that a new auditory sensation had been intruding on the moaning, grunting and slapping of flesh against human body. A musical theater, birdlike chiming sound. It took another moment for Jenn to discern the strait. `` Oh, it 's my sound. ``

'' Seriously ? '' Tim pushed himself slowly back inside her. `` mortal 's calling you now ? ``

'' Text qui vive, '' Jenn gasped. `` Probably .... ooohhhh ... Dan. ``

'' Dan ? Ol'Dan ! ? '' Tim laughed.

Jenn groaned as Tim quickly pulled himself from her body. She felt shockingly empty, without him inside her. She was relieved to see that Tim staggered slightly as he stood. She watched, amused at the sight of his thick cock bobbing ahead of him as he fumbled around on the trading floor, grabbing her phone.

'' Hey, we missed a few, '' Tim grinned down at her phone. `` Text from Dan : 'Hot pic. ``
'' Oh my god, '' Jenn buried her face in her bridge player, wondering which of the many naughty motion-picture show her guy was talking about.

'' 'You naughty tease', '' Tim read out.

'' afford it to me. '' Jenn reached out for the phone.

'' 'Fell asleep. You have fun flashing the bar ?', '' Tim read. `` poor guy, he 's missed all the fun. Should I institutionalize him some of our new pics ? ``

'' No ! '' Jenn gasped. `` have me my phone. ``

'' 'You still up ?', '' Tim chuckled. `` I certainly am, '' he added, flexing his raging hard cock.

'' impart it to me ! '' Jenn reached out for her phone.

'' Damn right I will, '' Tim grinned, leaping back onto the bed.

Jenn squealed as he flipped her over onto her belly and dropped himself onto her back. She felt his slickness, strong cock pressing between her thigh.

'' Not what I meant. '' Her gasp turned into a groan as he penetrated her again.

'' Here, '' Tim said into her ear. `` You should really do him. '' He started thrusting again, even gruelling and more passionate than before.

The telephone dropped in straw man of Jenn 's facial expression.

'' Go on, solvent him. '' Tim grunted, pounding into her.

Fumbling, Jenn grabbed her telephone set and tried to type out a answer.

JENN : CEnt tAlk call pater

Tim was driving fiercely into her now. Her whole consistence shook from the military force of him in her. Tim was going wild, she realized, at the persuasion of her being on the telephone set with Dan while he fucked her. That mind, and his powerful drive, sent her own delight spiraling upward. She was dimly aware of the phone chiming again and again.

DAN : U drunk lol ?

DAN : Jenn ?

DAN : U ok ?

DAN : JENN ? ! ?

She knew she had to respond with something. Desperately, she tried to cling to the telephone set long enough to typewrite out a reply.

JENN : C a 'll later

JENN : nifht

With that she pushed the phone away and pierce back to receive Tim 's thrusting tool. Another orgasm crashed over her and Tim roared over her, driving his strange cock deep inside her.

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Jenn stared at the empty hotel bar.

other conference attendees moved through the entrance hall, heading for the morning seminars.

She was surely that Tim was among them, but she did n't know where. He 'd left during the Nox ... after ... One share of her mind shied away from the thought, but at the same she felt a tingle across her hide ... her nipples ... her pussy.

She looked down at her speech sound. It felt hot in her manus. She had n't dared to open the motion-picture show leaflet yet. She had to get it over with. She wondered if she would really dare to say anything when the clock time came. Her fingers shook as she pressed Dan 's speed dial.

'' Hi, honey, '' Dan answered brightly .