Once they got into the lobby, Miguel approached the front desk. The front desk clerk appraised him with a look of distaste and extraordinary disintere...st.“Hola,” Miguel said, “I’m Miguel from room 304. Could you call me a cab?”“Certainly sir,” the desk clerk replied, “You’re a cab.”Miguel felt for a moment that he was in a place lacking in the bounds of reality. He decided to respond by laughing.“Very funny,” he laughed, “I needed that, life has been a bit down recently. But anyway, I need a cab. Once he came, he slowed down his thrusting and the he just lay there, breathing heavily, cock inside me and just catching his breath.He took his cock out of me and with a towel he dried my asshole and cleaned my crack as much as it was possible without water. When he went to clean himself, I asked him to give the towel and I would do it. He allowed me to do it. He said that it was time to leave and I did.From this weekend on we did this in a regular basis. Sometimes I would sneak into his. In fact, I’d always said when they use the word “prude”, they were thinking about Mother. She acts like a real tight-ass, and the whole time I was growing up I wouldn’t have been surprised to find out that my sisters and I were all adopted and that Mother was still a virgin.As we left the party that night and headed for my cousin’s camper van, I took a good look at Mother, and I have to admit, I liked what I saw. She was wearing a fairly short skirt and high heels, with dark stockings that. Winner takes all! If you win, I will be your slave you can have my body completely to do with as you like" My eyes obviously gleamed at this idea, not that I had the best poker face to begin with, then you said "But if I win, you will be my sex toy and slave to do whatever i want with." neither of these ideas sounded like I could loose and since I was currently holding a straight I felt pretty confident in the bet. Neither of us needed any cards and so i called and confidently showed my.