She was coherent enough to give him directions back to the hotel district, and by the time his hotel was in view he had made up his mind to put her up... for the night. His company had booked a suite, so Sharon could take the bed and he could sleep on the living room sofa.It was with some embarrassment that Fred made his way through the hotel lobby, with Sharon leaning on his shoulder and breaking into random attacks of the giggles. She pulled herself together in the elevator long enough to thank. I stroke myself hard each time until tears started coming out of my eyes and I moaned loudly with each strike. It was a good 40 to 50 strikes and my ass was of purple-reddish color with a few white spots from all the strapping.I removed my gag and took my vibrator. I pushed the vibrator deep in my pussy and turned it on. My extended pussy lips folded nicely around it as I put on a diaper. I wore a t-shirt and put a towel around my waist and packed my stuff. It turned out it's impossible to. This was their second time in that bar. Jacqueline had been fascinated with the prospect of becoming a stripper, having guys worship her body, and she had been practicing every night for months. I could not believe that my own sister was practicing to be a stripper while I lay in bed jerking off thinking about strippers. All that time we could have been helping one another out.The first four girls were hot as far as I was concerned but the audience sure didn’t like them very much at all. Then. Shewas filthy, covered in dirt and grime but at the same time she lookedkind of sexy."Oh, no you don't!" Chris said to himself "It's bad enough there's adead girl on your floor without delving into those kind of thoughts.What the hell am I going to do! I can't go to jail, my ass is too cute!"Pacing quickly back and forth he desperately tried to calm himself down."Okay, Chris" he said to himself " You are many things, an anti socialasshole misanthrope bastard, that a complete given. No argument.