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

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

The airport crowds flowed around the Young couple, multitude drifting in and out of shop class and food for thought stands or making their way to the certificate 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 nibble me up at the hotel bar, you 're ok with me *fucking* him, '' Jenn whispered hotly. She could n't refuse the flap in her venter, or perhaps a bit lower down, the thrill at the very idea.

'' Well ... '' Dan flushed.

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

'' No promise, '' Dan grinned back.

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

She was fairly certain buying the footling apparel in the initiative station had been Dan 's idea. He 'd said she would attend hot in it. Considering her reflectivity in the hotel elbow room mirror, Jenn had to admit he had a compass point. The frock 's little spaghetti shoulder strap left her shoulders bare, showing off her bazaar pare down to the swell of her white meat - not vast, but not bad, she thought. The dress clung to her bend, emphasizing the tight belly she worked hard to keep up. The hemline was worrying. It was low enough to be decent, but seriously bordered on slutty. Tugging the hem down had helped a little, until she noticed that her tits were now in danger 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 judgement.

With a grin, she pulled her sound out of her purse. After all, half the power point of doing this was to give Dan a boot, and she could n't do that if she did n't keep him in the loop. As she walked down the hotel hall, she hit swiftness dial.

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

'' Boring seminars, pushful vendors, the usual, '' Jenn said breezily.

'' Having fun ? '' Dan sounded amused.

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

'' Oh, you know ... crazy party, drinking, smoking pot, a bunch of defenseless coeds in the hot-tub mendicancy to suck me off, '' Dan lied.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Perv, '' Jenn laughed, feeling that abject commotion. `` I 'm meeting some friends for drinks ... but ... ''

'' But what ? '' Dan said slowly.

'' Remember that trivial black frock you liked ? '' Jenn replied.

'' Yes ? ``

With a pixilated smile, 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 scanty ? '' Dan asked.

'' Yes ... perv, '' Jenn replied, with a nervous joke. Admittedly, the little shameful thong she had on under the clothes was n't a lot, but it was there.

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

'' No, '' Jenn gasped, shocked.

'' Take your panties off, '' Dan insisted.

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

'' Off. Right now. ``

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

Dan said nothing. He was just waiting, she knew, daring her to do it, to step the plot up one more notch. The footling low-down flutter had become a full, rolling wave ... a sultry, hot, wet wave.

Before she could suffer her nerve, she reached up under the little dress and quickly pulled off her flip-flop. Glancing at her reflection, she saw that, in the process, the perilously short hemline of her apparel had been pushed from slutty to indecent. charge with excitement, she pulled her garb up to tolerate an unobstructed peek at her twat, snapped a fast pic of her reflection and sent it to Dan.

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

'' I 'll call you later, perv. '' Jenn 's representative was strapping to her own ears as she hung up.

A second later the lift dinged and the doors open.

Jenn stood frozen, feeling sudden empathy for the proverbial deer caught in headlights. Despite her desperate desire to squeak and deplumate her dress down, she did n't move.

Two men, plainly attendees at the same group discussion, stepped from the elevator, glancing at her with cultured smiling. Both men froze suddenly. She saw their eyes widen as they took her in, her slinky black dress, her heaving cleavage, her hiked up dame and the neatly trimmed bring down strip show of her naked pussy.

Red-faced, one of the men looked quickly away and walked on yesteryear. The early man hesitated for a minute, drunkenness in the sight of her. Under his hot regard, Jenn felt a surge of unmistakable desire. She made no motility to cover 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 button for the lobby. It was n't until she noticed her reflectivity the door again that she finally moved to fix her dress.

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Like what U C perv ? Jenn 's heart was racing as she fired off the textbook message to Dan, thinking about the ikon she 'd just sent.

After inadvertently flashing the two men at the elevator, Jenn had been unable to concentrate on hanging out with her Quaker - really coworkers attending the league with her. The lecture, griping about work, supervisors and partner, was all the Saame talk they had back family.

Jenn 's mind 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 stir the idea that Dan would fuck to hear about it, would probably ask why she had n't fucked one of them. She thought about the arcsecond man, the foresighted, thirsty look he had given her, and wondered what she would make said, what she would bear done, if he 'd propositioned her.

Finally, distracted from the banal yakety-yak, she 'd gotten up and gone over to the bar. Sitting at a bar can, she 'd mat up her slinky black rise wickedly higher, felt the cool air teasing her naked second joint, and wondered how many of the bozo were trying to peek up her skirt. That idea had started another wicked thought that grew in her mind until she had finally decided to kick in into it.

As nonchalantly as possible, she 'd taken out her sound, held it down by her knees and spread her legs. A promptly click, and she 'd taken a picture of her exposed pussy in a bar full of men, a picture which was now on its way to Dan along with her teasing school text. She knew he 'd bed it.

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

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

JENN : U up ? Haha

Still no reply.

'' Excuse me, miss. ''

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Picture ? '' Jenn felt suddenly hot and cold all at once. `` What film ? ``

The mixologist choose that moment to scream Tim over, leaving Jenn shivering briefly in shock absorber. She quickly fired off another textbook to Dan : OMG I think he saw me postulate that pic !

By the clip Tim got back, apologizing and explaining that there had been some error with his credit card, Jenn had managed to regain the appearance of calm, though her warmheartedness was pounding.

'' So, '' she said, trying to fathom cool. `` You saw me take a picture. ``

'' Maybe just a peek, really, '' Tim admitted with a barely obliterate grin.

'' Really ? '' Jenn drawled, teasing.

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

'' So, who was it for ? '' Tim asked. `` The picture. Was it for someone ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' He wants you to get seen, does he ? '' Tim 's gaze rose to lock with Jenn 's middle. She felt a prime of passion rising in her buttock and spreading down her neck opening.

'' well, I did claim a picture of my pussy 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 creative thinker ? '' Jenn felt the bloom spreading down her chest.

'' consecrate me your phone, '' Tim grinned.

Slowly, Jenn slide it over. Grinning, Tim picked the headphone up and took a distich of steps back.

'' Give ol'Dan a chill, '' Tim said.

eye pounding, Jenn glanced around, looking at the other people around the bar. What the hell, she thought and spread her wooden leg again on the barstool, exposing her bare pussy to Tim 's gaze, and the regard of anyone else who happened to expect over. As Tim raised the phone to snap a pic, Jenn threw forethought to the breaking wind. With a quick apparent motion, she grabbed the top of her slinky attire and pulled it down, flashing a naked tit too. Tim clicked the ikon and stepped quickly back toward her.

Hastily, Jenn covered herself again. Her heart was racing, and she was sure that flush covered her entire chest. The heat of it seemed to reach down toward the heat rising from her thighs. 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 give 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 overnice tit, by the way - to like half the guy cable in this bar and at least a few of them will receive noticed the 'no panties'bit too. What more does your guy want ? ``

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

'' What fantasy, '' Tim breathed.

'' He wants me to ... fuck ... another guy, '' Jenn 's breath was coming in shallow gasp. `` Like, here, at the conference. For real. Basically, he 's a perv. Crazy, right ? ``

'' nutcase, '' Tim agreed.

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

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

'' About what ? '' Jenn was puzzled.

'' About his phantasy. ``

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

'' Well, '' Tim leaned back suddenly, settling back in his bum. `` If you find him, I 'm sure enough you wo n't take in any trouble convincing him. ``

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

'' Not possible, '' Tim said. `` If a beautiful, intelligent woman like you asked ... I bet almost any guy here would jump at the fortune. ``

'' You, sir, are a smoothie and a valet de chambre, '' Jenn grinned.

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

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

'' Well, good night. ``

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

'' Well ... ''

'' I am all alone here. My guy - the perv who wants me to get laid another guy, you recall - is all the way on the other side of meat of the commonwealth. I have ... no pantie on and I am very ... very horny. It seems to me that a gentleman would escort me back to my elbow room. After all, anything could materialise ... anything. ``

< < < > > >

Jenn 's manus shook as she fumbled to tear her hotel keycard from her purse.

After her sultry almost-invitation in the bar, the ride up in the elevator had been oddly restrained. Tim had been becalm, flashing his flirty grin but nothing More. Letting her take the atomic number 82, Jenn realized. She could n't consider how flighty she felt. After all, she was only inviting a strange man she had just met at a conference up to her hotel elbow room for sex because her guy ... ok, she admitted, she could trust how skittish she was. What she could n't believe was how unrestrained she was, or how arduous it was to admit that stupid plastic card out of her handbag.

She jumped slightly when Tim 's bridge player 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 torso brushing against Tim 's as she reached up and kissed him. Her sassing 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 callosity 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 lips and tongue hungrily exploring hers. His script roamed over her back, reaching downward to cup her ass. Jenn moaned against him. She felt him pulling up the hem of her slinky small dress, felt his hands squeezing her nude ass, there in the hotel hallway. Her full dead body quivered with desire.

push away enough to speak again, Jenn panted, `` Let me ... oohhh ... let me spread the threshold. ``

Squirming in Tim 's embracing, she managed to turn adequate to face the door again and clawed at her bag for the keycard. Tim 's hands continued to research her consistency, squeezing her ass, rubbing along her English and her belly, reaching up to cup her breast. She managed to get the keycard out of her bag around the Saame metre he pulled her frock down to debunk her teat. His hard turncock ground against her nude ass. She groaned as his finger flicked over her sensitive nipple.

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

'' Bet ol'Dan would have intercourse that, '' Tim muttered as he kissed her cervix, his roaming fingers reaching around to brush along the wet faithful of her naked pussy.

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

'' Oh my god. This is so mad, '' Jenn laughed as she heard the door swing close behind her. Unconsciously, her script slid up her side, moving to shine her shirt.

'' Do n't you make bold, '' Tim chuckled.

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

'' Do n't fix your dress, '' Tim said. `` flavor commodity just the way it is. ``

'' With my ass hanging out, you mean, '' Jenn smiled, her hands 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 firm and round. You have a beautiful ass, '' Tim replied. `` Give me your phone. ``

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

'' Well, I could take a pictorial matter with mine ... '' Tim said, reaching into his pocket.

'' Oh, no, '' Jenn replied, digging into her pocketbook and tossing her phone to him. `` That 's how obstruct moving picture end up on the internet. ``

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

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

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

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

For a long moment, they just stood there, facing each other across the room. Slowly, her center fixed on Tim 's, Jenn slid the slinky wearing apparel 's tiny spaghetti strap from her shoulders. She pushed the bunched fabric of the dress down past her pelvic girdle, letting it slip down her legs to pool around her metrical foot. Finally, she stepped out of her heels and took a step toward him.

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

'' More pictures ? '' Jenn shook her head.

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

'' All right, '' Jenn said, stepping closer, moving quickly to hide her nervousness. `` Let 's take some photo that will give him a real thrill. ``

With firm deliberation, before she could chicken out, Jenn grabbed hold of Tim 's slackness, undid the button and dropped to her stifle in front of him.

'' Take some depiction that will really drive him wild, '' she said, forcing down Tim 's zipper and pulling his drawers down.

'' Oh my god, '' she breathed softly as Tim 's dick jumped free of his boxer. 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 fingers around the thickening pecker. She 'd seen other dicks. She 'd held other dicks, but never a unknown 's, and never while she was with another guy.

Above her, Tim groaned in pleasance and that, it seemed, was enough to finally conciliate her nervousness. Smiling, she looked up at him, at his expression glazed with desire as she stroked his distance. She looked up at the television camera lens of her earphone. Dan wanted this, she thought. He 'd said so often plenty. She 'd sucked dick plenty of fourth dimension before, she thought as her lips closed around Tim 's thick tip. This meter Tim would get to bask her sass, relish her tongue swirling around him, and later Dan would get to bask seeing the pictures of his farseeing, thickly grueling putz as it disappeared between her lips.

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

Jenn quivered with desire. She felt nasty, kneeling there naked, eagerly bobbing her drumhead up and down Tim 's cock while he continued to deal occasional impression.

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

'' Yes, '' Jenn purred, keeping her lips against Tim 's thickset hammer. `` I want you to screw me. nookie me, Tim. ''
Groaning, Tim pulled his cock from her fond lip. His strong hands grabbed her articulatio humeri and lifted Jenn to her feet. She shivered with excitement as he pushed her slowly backward toward the bed.

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

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

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

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

She cried out as Tim pushed her roughly down onto the bed. Like an beast, he pounced over her. She moaned as his lip latched onto her tits, roughly sucking and nipping at her spiritualist knoll.

'' Oh, Tim, '' Jenn gasped as he kissed and bit down her side. `` Hey, not so ... oh, wow ... oh ... oh ... Oh. My. God ! '' She cried out as he buried his fount in her pussy. She arched her hips to fulfill 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 whole eubstance arched in pleasure, quivering as her shockingly sudden orgasm ripped through her. She collapsed, panting, onto the bed.

shivering, she looked up to see Tim looming over her, tossing the last of his dress away. Out of a staid business organization suit, he looked potent, muscular and waste. His long, thick cock stood proudly against his hard abs.

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

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

He pushed closer, holding his peter in one hand as he guided it toward her dripping pussy. In the other script ...

'' My earpiece ? '' Jenn giggled.

'' I want ol'Dan to see this, '' Tim said firmly. `` I want your pervy guy to see the present moment, the take moment, my dick ... a stranger 's cock ... enters his woman. I want the perv to hold this to twitch to ... his Jenn 's beautiful slit taking another man 's .... cock ! ``

Jenn moaned as his tip entered her, parting her lips and stretching her slowly undefendable. She shivered at his discussion, and at the nasty, wicked feeling of his strange rooster inside her. She was doing it, she realized. She was letting a strange man fuck her. Her whole body arched up to meet him as his long shaft slowly filled her.

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

'' Put the headphone down, '' Jenn purred. `` Put that fucking telephone away and have a go at it me. ``

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

'' Yes. '' She looked at him, thrilling to the thirsty flavour in his eyes. `` Yes, I want you to fuck me. ``

Tim slowly pulled his turncock back, until only the tip rested just within her dripping kitty-cat. `` You want a guy you just met to do it you. A unknown, to fulfil you up with his cock. ``

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

She gasped as Tim grabbed her waist. Her eyes locked on his as her body arched toward him. With a oink, he thrust into her, filling her up with one swift motion. Their hips rocked together, her wet flock opening to receive him mystifying inside her.

Jenn 's unanimous body tingled as he thrust into her again and again, rich, sweetie, powerful jab that filled her over and over. She reveled in the feeling and the unshakable opinion of how wicked this was. natural state, sensual joy climbed through her, exploding as she came again.

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

'' I 'm not finished, '' Tim grinned, continuing to slue slowly inside her. `` Not by a long 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 idle, verboten pleasure. Throughout, she kept her eye on him, watching his unfamiliar body moving over hers, staring into his stranger 's face has he grunted and knife thrust into her. Lust and pleasure climbed, peaked again with her do-or-die cries, and madly started to climb once more.

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

'' What ? '' Jenn panted. It took a minute for her to take in that a new audio had been intruding on the moaning, grunting and slapping of shape against flesh. A musical theater, birdlike chiming sound. It took another moment for Jenn to greet the sound. `` Oh, it 's my telephone. ``

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

'' Text alarm, '' 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 dick 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 earphone. `` Text from Dan : 'Hot pic. ``
'' Oh my god, '' Jenn buried her face in her men, wondering which of the many naughty flick her guy was talking about.

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

'' Give 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 send him some of our new picture ? ``

'' No ! '' Jenn gasped. `` give me my sound. ``

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

'' Give 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 slick, hard rooster pressing between her thighs.

'' 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 grueling and more passionate than before.

The phone dropped in front of Jenn 's case.

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

Fumbling, Jenn grabbed her sound and tried to type out a reply.

JENN : CEnt talk birdsong pater

Tim was driving fiercely into her now. Her whole body shook from the force of him in her. Tim was going wild, she realized, at the thought of her being on the phone with Dan while he fucked her. That approximation, and his sinewy thrusts, sent her own pleasure spiraling upward. She was dimly aware of the sound chiming again and again.

DAN : U sot lol ?

DAN : Jenn ?

DAN : U ok ?

DAN : JENN ? ! ?

She knew she had to respond with something. Desperately, she tried to cling to the phone long enough to type out a reply.

JENN : C a 'll later

JENN : nifht

With that she pushed the headphone away and push up back to meet Tim 's thrusting rooster. Another coming crashed over her and Tim roared over her, driving his foreign cock bass inside her.

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Jenn stared at the empty hotel bar.

Other group discussion attendees moved through the lobby, heading for the morning seminars.

She was sure that Tim was among them, but she did n't know where. He 'd left during the night ... after ... One region of her nous shied away from the thought, but at the same she felt a tingle across her skin ... her nipples ... her pussy.

She looked down at her earpiece. It felt hot in her hand. She had n't dared to open the picture folder yet. She had to get it over with. She wondered if she would really dare to say anything when the prison term came. Her finger shook as she pressed Dan 's speed dial.

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