As Michael's car crawled through the storm toward Catherine's motel, they chatted and began to relax with each other. By the time they got to the mote...l, they were telling jokes and laughing about the storm. Michael finally worked up the courage to ask Catherine to have dinner with him that evening. She accepted the offer. However, she needed to dry off and change clothes first.The laughter stopped when they got to Catherine's motel. Due to the heavy rains and a blocked storm drain, the motel's. I showered and had a good shave.I started with my false eyelashes on the top and bottom of my eyes, next the foundation and powder, eye shadow, a glittery green, dark red blusher to highlight my cheeks, black eye liner and masscarra followed. I added bright red lippy, all was applied quite heavy, how I like it.I got myself dressed, basque, seemed stockings and thong all in black, a very short ( probably too short ) red leather skirt, white silk blouse and a thick black belt. I'd brought myself. There was four men, and the other two required their piece of the meat on offer.A second man who had a face only a mother could love, then only if she was drunk, stepped up behind Laura, and looked at the gaping hole that was her cunt. “Christ Boss, you’ve ruined it for me. I could drive Russian tank up there and not touch the sides.”“Well improvise, I’m sure our new toy won’t mind. And even if she does, who cares? The sex club these two are bound for like to hurt their slaves.”“Good idea,” The. Fondling the cantelope.We played on the loveseat, while she slid down, and told me...FUCK ME NOW!I started to eat her wet, warm pussy, while she put her legs around my shoulder. This sure beat the dead beats at the bar. We should go there sometime, and we can get drunk & toy with my hot pussy. You need to come in later, while Tiff & I are wasted.Hmm, what concept, two girls to play stroke the pussy with.Then you can bring us home, spread eagle in the car, while I cum in the car seat.Lets get.