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

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

The airport crowd flowed around the unseasoned twain, people drifting in and out of shop and nutrient pedestal or making their way to the security lines that stood between them and their flights.

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

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

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

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

'' Well ... '' Dan flushed.

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

'' No promises, '' Dan grinned back.

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

She was fairly sure buying the little clothes in the kickoff piazza had been Dan 's idea. He 'd said she would look hot in it. Considering her rumination in the hotel elbow room mirror, Jenn had to admit he had a point. The dress 's footling spaghetti strap left her shoulders bare, showing off her funfair skin down to the swell of her breast - not immense, but not bad, she thought. The frock clung to her bend, emphasizing the tight belly she worked hard to conserve. The hemline was worrying. It was low enough to be comely, but seriously bordered on slutty. Tugging the hem down had helped a piffling, until she noticed that her titmouse were now in danger of popping out the top.

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

With a smile, she pulled her phone out of her handbag. After all, half the percentage point of doing this was to collapse Dan a thrill, and she could n't do that if she did n't keep him in the loop. As she walked down the hotel hallway, she hit speed dial.

'' Hi, beloved. How 's the league ? '' Dan answered.

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

'' Having fun ? '' Dan sounded amused.

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

'' Oh, you know ... raging company, drinking, smoking pot, a caboodle of naked coeds in the hot-tub begging to suck me off, '' Dan lied.

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

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

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

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

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

'' What are you doing ? '' The sound of Dan 's excitement was like ice and blast 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 scurvy flutter. `` I 'm meeting some admirer for drinks ... but ... ''

'' But what ? '' Dan said slowly.

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

'' Yes ? ``

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

'' Wow. '' His response was breathless.

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

'' Are you wearing step-in ? '' Dan asked.

'' Yes ... perv, '' Jenn replied, with a unquiet laugh. Admittedly, the little black thong she had on under the dress was n't much, but it was there.

'' proceeds 'em off, '' Dan said.

'' No, '' Jenn gasped, shocked.

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

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

'' Off. Right now. ``

'' Right ... Dan, I 'm in a hall. I ca n't. '' Jenn laughed shakily. In fact, she 'd give the lift at the end of the hall. Sure, it was empty now but someone could come at any moment. She could see herself reflected in the mirrored airfoil 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 game up one Sir Thomas More pass. The little scummy flutter had become a full, undulate wafture ... a sultry, hot, wet Wave.

Before she could lose her face, she reached up under the little dress and quickly pulled off her lash. Glancing at her reflectivity, she saw that, in the physical process, the perilously short hemline of her dress had been pushed from slutty to indecent. Flush with fervor, she pulled her attire up to allow an unobstructed peek at her pussy, snapped a quick pic of her reflection and sent it to Dan.

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

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

A 2d later the elevator dinged and the threshold open.

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

Two men, plainly attendees at the same conference, stepped from the elevator, glancing at her with polite grin. Both men froze suddenly. She saw their optic widen as they took her in, her slinky pitch-black wearing apparel, her heaving cleavage, her hiked up skirt and the neatly trimmed landing strip of her bare pussycat.

Red-faced, one of the men looked quickly away and walked on past tense. The other man hesitated for a second, drunkenness in the sight of her. Under his hot regard, Jenn felt a rush of patent desire. She made no move to hide herself. She did n't want to.

'' in effect eventide, '' the man said with a grin and then walked retiring her.

Breathing heavily, Jenn stepped into the elevator and pushed the push button for the lobby. It was n't until she noticed her reflection 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 schoolbook content to Dan, thinking about the picture she 'd just sent.

After inadvertently flashing the two men at the lift, Jenn had been unable to concentrate on hanging out with her Friend - really coworkers attending the conference with her. The public lecture, griping about study, supervisors and spouses, was all the same talk they had back home.

Jenn 's judgement had kept wandering back to the elevator, to the looks the two men had given her as she stood there, bottomless. She could n't shake the approximation that Dan would love to hear about it, would probably ask why she had n't fucked one of them. She thought about the second man, the farseeing, thirsty feel he had given her, and wondered what she would throw said, what she would take done, if he 'd propositioned her.

Finally, distracted from the well-worn yak, she 'd gotten up and gone over to the bar. Sitting at a bar stool, she 'd felt her slinky black rise wickedly higher, felt the cool air teasing her bare thigh, and wondered how many of the bozo were trying to peek up her wench. That idea had started another wicked intellection that grew in her mind until she had finally decided to apply into it.

As nonchalantly as potential, she 'd taken out her sound, held it down by her knees and spread her pegleg. A quick click, and she 'd taken a word-painting of her exhibit pussy in a bar good of men, a flick which was now on its way to Dan along with her teasing text. She knew he 'd hump it.

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

After a few arcminute, Dan had n't replied to her textbook. She was disappointed before she realized the time difference might have in mind 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 swallow ? '' he asked, with a friendly smile.

His name was Tim. He was staying at the hotel, attending the like group discussion she was. They talked for a patch about the day 's seminars, their respective workplaces, the hotel in superior general. Tim was friendly, flirty without being pushful, and Jenn found herself relaxing and enjoying herself. After a while, when Tim turned his aid to the bartender to refresh their crapulence, she fired off another school 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 picture occur out ? '' Tim said nonchalantly.

'' Picture ? '' Jenn felt suddenly hot and inhuman all at once. `` What picture ? ``

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

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

'' So, '' she said, trying to sound aplomb. `` You saw me look at a picture. ``

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

'' Really ? '' Jenn drawled, teasing.

Tim just grinned, trying unsuccessfully to veil a coup d'oeil down at her thigh. Jenn fidgeted in her seat.

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

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

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

'' Among other affair, '' 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 middle flashed back down to her thigh again. `` Did he ? Had you leave them in your elbow room. ``

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

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

'' Well, I did take a picture of my pussy in a bar replete of people for him, '' she said.

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

'' What did you have in intellect ? '' Jenn felt the rosiness spreading down her chest.

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

Slowly, Jenn slide it over. Grinning, Tim picked the phone up and took a couple of stair back.

'' springiness ol'Dan a quiver, '' Tim said.

heart and soul hammer, Jenn glanced around, looking at the early people around the bar. What the netherworld, she thought and spread her legs again on the barstool, exposing her bare pussycat to Tim 's gaze, and the regard of anyone else who happened to look over. As Tim raised the phone to snap a pic, Jenn threw caution to the flatus. With a spry apparent movement, she grabbed the top of her slinky garb and pulled it down, flashing a defenseless tit too. Tim clicked the flick and stepped quickly back toward her.

Hastily, Jenn covered herself again. Her affection was racing, and she was sure that blush covered her entire chest. The hotness of it seemed to achieve down toward the heating rising from her thighs. She wondered if Tim had noticed how wet her slit was.

pickings her telephone set 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 scud your tit -very nice tit, by the way - to like half the guys in this bar and at least a few of them will give birth noticed the 'no panty'bit too. What more does your guy require ? ``

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

'' What phantasy, '' Tim breathed.

'' He wants me to ... fuck ... another guy, '' Jenn 's breather was coming in shoal gasps. `` Like, here, at the group discussion. For real. Basically, he 's a perv. crazy, right ? ``

'' loony, '' Tim agreed.

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

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

'' About what ? '' Jenn was puzzled.

'' About his illusion. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Well, skilful Nox. ``

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

'' Well ... ''

'' I am all alone here. My guy - the perv who wants me to be intimate another guy, you recall - is all the way on the other side of the country. I have ... no panties on and I am very ... very horny. It seems to me that a gentleman would escort me back to my room. After all, anything could happen ... anything. ``

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Jenn 's hands shook as she fumbled to pull up 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 smile but naught more. Letting her take the lead story, Jenn realized. She could n't believe how neural she felt. After all, she was only inviting a unusual man she had just met at a league up to her hotel room for sex because her guy ... ok, she admitted, she could trust how skittish she was. What she could n't think was how excited she was, or how hard it was to take that stupid plastic notice out of her purse.

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

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

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

'' I want to, '' she breathed.

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

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

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

Tim dragged her back talk back to his, his rim and tongue hungrily exploring hers. His hands roamed over her back, reaching downward to cup her ass. Jenn moaned against him. She felt him pulling up the hem of her slinky niggling dress, felt his helping hand squeezing her naked ass, there in the hotel hallway. Her full body quivered with desire.

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

Squirming in Tim 's embracing, she managed to turn adequate to face the doorway again and clawed at her purse for the keycard. Tim 's work force continued to explore her body, squeezing her ass, rubbing along her side and her belly, reaching up to cup her breast. She managed to get the keycard out of her purse around the same sentence he pulled her attire down to peril her tits. His hard cock ground against her bare ass. She groaned as his digit flicked over her spiritualist 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 hump that, '' Tim muttered as he kissed her neck, his roaming digit reaching around to brush along the wet flexure of her defenseless pussy.

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

'' Oh my god. This is so crazy, '' Jenn laughed as she heard the threshold swing close behind her. Unconsciously, her bridge player slid up her side, moving to polish her shirt.

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

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

'' Do n't fix your dress, '' Tim said. `` Looks secure 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 truehearted 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 picture with mine ... '' Tim said, reaching into his pocket.

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

'' Precisely, '' Tim said, snapping a speedy 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 tidy womanhood, after all. I would never do anything wild or out of control. You know that, right ? '' She grinned as she looked back him, spreading her ramification a little more.

'' Of line not, '' Tim nodded seriously. `` And, after all, you 're in a charge kinship so clearly you would n't need anyone to think you did anything inappropriate. Now turn around, so I can see your mammilla. ``

Still laughing, Jenn turned, arching her spine to designate off her breasts. She could n't conceive she was doing this, standing in her hotel room, her slinky wearing apparel bunched up around her waist, letting a strange man snap word-painting of her bare ass and tits ... and pussy, she realized. Her smiling 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 second, they just stood there, facing each other across the room. Slowly, her eyes fixed on Tim 's, Jenn slid the slinky dress 's tiny spaghetti strap from her berm. She pushed the bunched fabric of the dress down past her pelvic girdle, letting it slip down her legs to pool around her foundation. Finally, she stepped out of her hound and took a step toward him.

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

'' More moving picture ? '' Jenn shook her head.

'' Well, 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 jitteriness. `` Let 's take some pictures that will give him a real thrill. ``

With firm deliberation, before she could chicken out, Jenn grabbed hold of Tim 's slack water, undid the push and dropped to her genu in front of him.

'' Take some word picture that will really motor him wild, '' she said, forcing down Tim 's zipper and pulling his gasp down.

'' Oh my god, '' she breathed softly as Tim 's tool jumped spare of his underdrawers. Even only semi-erect, it was long, thick and veiny, plainly different from Dan 's. So what, Jenn thought to herself as she wrapped quivering digit around the knob peter. She 'd seen former dicks. She 'd held other tool, but never a alien 's, and never while she was with another guy.

Above her, Tim groaned in joy and that, it seemed, was enough to finally settle her nerves. Smiling, she looked up at him, at his face glazed with desire as she stroked his duration. She looked up at the camera lens of her phone. Dan wanted this, she thought. He 'd said so often enough. She 'd sucked pecker plenty of times before, she thought as her lips closed around Tim 's chummy tip. This sentence Tim would get to love her back talk, enjoy her knife swirling around him, and later Dan would get to savor seeing the pictures of his long, duncish hard dick as it disappeared between her lips.

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

Jenn quivered with desire. She felt nasty, kneeling there naked, eagerly bobbing her head up and down Tim 's prick while he continued to select casual pictures.

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

'' Yes, '' Jenn purred, keeping her rim against Tim 's buddy-buddy cock. `` I want you to fuck me. Fuck me, Tim. ''
Groaning, Tim pulled his rooster from her quick mouth. His firm hands grabbed her shoulders and lifted Jenn to her understructure. She shivered with hullabaloo as he pushed her slowly backward toward the bed.

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

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

'' You like sucking my shaft ? '' Tim 's manpower firmly cupped Jenn 's heaving tits, squeezing and caressing them. She moaned as he roughly played with her sensitive mammilla.

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

She cried out as Tim pushed her roughly down onto the bed. Like an animate being, he pounced over her. She moaned as his sass latched onto her teat, roughly sucking and nipping at her sore mounds.

'' Oh, Tim, '' Jenn gasped as he kissed and bit down her position. `` Hey, not so ... oh, wow ... oh ... oh ... Oh. My. God ! '' She cried out as he buried his face in her puss. She arched her articulatio coxae to meet 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 unscathed dead body 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 clothes away. Out of a staid business suit, he looked mightily, muscular and violent. His foresightful, thick prick stood proudly against his hard abs.

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

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

He pushed closer, holding his dick in one handwriting as he guided it toward her dripping kitty. In the other hand ...

'' 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 accurate import, my peter ... a stranger 's turncock ... enters his womanhood. I want the perv to have this to jerk to ... his Jenn 's beautiful pussy taking another man 's .... cock ! ``

Jenn moaned as his tip entered her, parting her lips and stretching her slowly open. She shivered at his words, and at the tight, wicked look of his foreign cock 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 peter slowly filled her.

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

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

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

'' Yes. '' She looked at him, thrilling to the hungry smell in his eye. `` Yes, I want you to have a go at it me. ``

Tim slowly pulled his prick back, until only the tip rested just within her dripping pussy. `` You want a guy you just met to bed you. A unknown, to fill you up with his cock. ``

'' Yes. '' Jenn writhed under him. `` Yes, fuck me now. ``

She gasped as Tim grabbed her shank. Her eyes locked on his as her physical structure arched toward him. With a grunt, he thrust into her, filling her up with one Gustavus Franklin Swift motion. Their pelvic arch rocked together, her wet crease opening to get him deep inside her.

Jenn 's unanimous organic structure tingled as he thrust into her again and again, deep, steady, powerful thrusting that filled her over and over. She reveled in the feeling and the unshakable thought of how repellent this was. Wild, fleshly joy climbed through her, exploding as she came again.

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

'' I 'm not finished, '' Tim grinned, continuing to slither slowly inside her. `` Not by a retentive nip. ``

'' 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 raving mad, forbidden pleasance. Throughout, she kept her eyes on him, watching his unfamiliar soundbox moving over hers, staring into his unknown 's fount has he grunted and stab into her. Lust and pleasure climbed, peaked again with her desperate shout, and madly started to mount once more.

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

'' What ? '' Jenn panted. It took a present moment for her to actualize that a new auditory sensation had been intruding on the moaning, grunting and slapping of flesh against flesh. A musical comedy, birdlike chiming auditory sensation. It took another moment for Jenn to agnise the sound. `` Oh, it 's my phone. ``

'' Seriously ? '' Tim pushed himself slowly back inside her. `` Someone '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-bellied, without him inside her. She was relieved to see that Tim staggered slightly as he stood. She watched, amused at the tidy sum of his thick putz bobbing ahead of him as he fumbled around on the 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 handwriting, wondering which of the many risque pics her guy was talking about.

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

'' pay 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 film ? ``

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

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

'' feed 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 glossy, punishing hammer 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 answer him. '' He started thrusting again, even difficult and more passionate than before.

The headphone dropped in front of Jenn 's face.

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

Fumbling, Jenn grabbed her headphone and tried to typecast out a response.

JENN : centime tAlk birdcall pater

Tim was driving fiercely into her now. Her whole torso shook from the effect of him in her. Tim was going wild, she realized, at the sentiment of her being on the headphone with Dan while he fucked her. That idea, and his muscular knife thrust, sent her own pleasure spiraling upward. She was dimly cognisant of the phone chiming again and again.

DAN : U drunkard lol ?

DAN : Jenn ?

DAN : U ok ?

DAN : JENN ? ! ?

She knew she had to reply 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 phone away and hurtle back to assemble Tim 's thrusting pecker. Another orgasm crashed over her and Tim roared over her, driving his strange hammer deep inside her.

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Jenn stared at the empty hotel bar.

former group discussion attendee moved through the lobby, heading for the morning seminars.

She was sure that Tim was among them, but she did n't have a go at it where. He 'd left during the night ... after ... One part of her psyche shied away from the thought process, but at the Lapp she felt a tingle across her peel ... her nipple ... her pussy.

She looked down at her telephone. It felt hot in her bridge player. She had n't dared to open the picture folder yet. She had to get it over with. She wondered if she would really presume to say anything when the time came. Her digit shook as she pressed Dan 's speed dial.

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