But the girl was jealous, too... she actually envied Marcy that delectable snack. Her own mouth felt neglected... a void abhorred by her passionate na...ture. She glanced at Bobby.Bobby had been half hard when they came in. But as he watched the sordid action, his prick reared up again, rising in a series of short, sharp jolts until it was standing rampant, as stiff and vibrant as if he had been celibate for a month.It was evident that he had been fucking Mrs. Morris outside, because his cock. Finally his hand found the right road. As it slid into my jeans, under my boxers, my cheeks clenched hard."have you experienced another man before?" he asked"No" you enjoyed the movies though?" "They were different" did they make you hard"My face began to get red "no" let me check then"He slid his hand between my legs with a tight fit. I could feel his fingers teasing my balls. Shifting them out the way to feel for my cock. It was getting hard. He smirked and said,"want to explore"I didn't have. And what hotel are you staying at?”I look at the keyfob. “It’s the Station hotel on St James Boulevard. Room 227.”“No problem, pet. I know it well. I’ll see you tonight.”She ends the conversation and the phone goes dead.I watch the clock crawl interminably slowly towards 8 pm.I shower and sit in the white fluffy dressing gown the hotel provided. I wonder how many of these are stolen. I glance at the notice that was attached to the gown’s hanger and smirk. “You are free to purchase this gown. Even larger than I would have imagined based on the modest attire she typically wore. It was only after gawking at her that I became aware of the rest of the picture. She was thrusting her stomach forward but I couldn't see what else was there. I could hear mom though and knew that she was involved, and knew this was something I wasn't supposed to see. At that moment, Margie glanced up and caught sight of me beyond the door. I froze. She continued thrusting and slowly brought her right.