>Saturday, May 24th (morning)Hi, Mars!What you said is a lot like she was lots last fall too, Mar. Sometimesshe would just sort of stay in her room or not really say much for a longtime. Then she would stop and be real mad, but sometimes she would. "That's where I did most of my saltwater fishing. My father has owned a fishing boat since before I was born and we fished all over the bay. But most of it was up around the Rappahannock River. He had a friend who owned some property on the water in Lancaster County and we used to take the boat up there on weekends or for a week during the summers sometimes..."She stopped when she heard Charles mutter, "Oh, my God!" When she looked up at him he asked her, "When was that? What years?"She frowned. Were they bodyguards?“Can I help you Miss?” one of them asked in a calm, even tone.“Jimmy, the evening concierge sent me. He told me to ask for Sam in room 1705,” I said hesitantly, almost afraid of their impending reaction.Knowing smiles broke across their faces and for the first time they seemed to notice my appearance and how I was dressed.“Yeah, of course, follow me,” one of the burly guys said, while the other remained at his post outside of the elevator.They were definitely bodyguards or. ”“I’ve only been with you,” Lori muttered.“Exactly. That means you’re not a whore.”Lori nodded slowly. She was not stupid. If Ashton tried to tell her what they were doing was okay she would not believe him. However, she did not feel like everything he said was a lie meant to manipulate her. He was not that mean of a person. He let his lust dictate his actions but he did not want to hurt her for no reason or lie to her. He really did believe he was in love with her.Lori’s train of thought was.Read More
She was almost there, the peak was but a hair away. She strained crazily for it, but the man's dead weight collapsed heavily across her still driving ...ody. The useless deflated prick hung spent between her churning thighs.She buffeted her wet crotch up against it angrily, tears of frustration running down her passion inflamed cheeks. But the soft rubbery tube gave way limply before her anguished last upward thrusts. He rolled from her body, breathing heavily in satiation, he had gotten his two. She couldn’t see herself going cock crazy. Usually, the men would try to cover themselves when they saw her at the peep-window but some ignored her presence and continued playing with themselves as if nothing was happening. One of the requirements was that she scan for movement to determine that one man was in each cell and she certainly had no trouble meeting the criteria. She saw plenty of both. At one time or another she’d caught everyone but one guy. Marty made a personal game of trying to.More
