We have the only room, and even the manager has gone home." Carol involuntarily pursed her lips. A motel? She was hoping for, well she didn't know, a ...spa or a picnic, but... the idea of a deserted motel gave her anxiety. Murphy's door popped open, and moments later he opened Carol's door. He leaned in and unbuckled her, before holding her by her shoulders and leading her to her feet. The sneakers made it easy to walk, but with her arms under the long trenchcoat that covered her, she was at. The stranger watched him closely, yet made no attempt to meet his provocation in any form. He towered over her for a moment, then let himself thump onto a free chair, utterly uninvited. She met his snide gaze, shoving her own cup to and fro in demonstrative calm. After assuring himself of his mates’ attention, he scoffed loudly. ‘How’s the Red Mountain doing? Your people still coughing up ash?’ ‘How’s your fight for independence doing? Your people still taking it up the arse from the Empire?’ . The nutcase is all yours," she said with a smile, pointing to the sidewalk, where Sophia was twirling around under the snow like a 4-year-old."Soph, what are you doing?" Warren asked, bemused."I love snow!" she yelled, giggling. "I especially like it on Christmas." Yeah, well, I'm still in my PJs and I'm freezing."She ran up on the porch. "Spoilsport," she grinned at him. "Later you'll have to get dressed so we can have a snowball fight." She raced past him into the house, tickling him as she. Marcus’s cock slipped from my mouth and I let go of Rick’s as I tried to match intensity of Jim and Mike’s driving passion. Jim and Mike stopped for a split second, and then they began driving their cocks into me at the same time. I gasped as their hard fat cocks filled both of my holes. Over and over they slammed into me, until they both stopped, deep in my holes and their cocks fired massive streams of cum into my pussy and ass. Every muscle in my pussy and ass quivered and quaked as a flood.