“Is my bra in your way, John?” she whispered. “You can unsnap it if you want.”“OK,” I whispered back, though I didn’t immediately make a... move toward the hooks. I had been working on the small of her back, just above those cute little dimples on either side of her spine, and slowly worked my way up to the last article of clothing on her upper body.My practice with my girlfriend’s mother last weekend was not forgotten. As my hands passed along her spine, upward toward her shoulders, I gently. It was decided that she would go home first then someone would come over later to bring her back, so she could pack a suitcase.The rest of their visit went well. Betty's dress seemed to have dried. The dried cum I left on her chest must have itched as I spotted her a couple of times scratching her boob area. The dripping cum from her pussy had dried up long before. If you leaned in you could smell the dried cum on her, but that seemed unlikely that Ben would do that, and everyone else seemed to. I unsnapped her and took off her pants exposing her sheer panties soaked with her pussy juices. Erica then pushed me to the other wall and took off her panties. I went back to her and dropped to my knees, putting her legs over my shoulders. I started to eat her pussy making her moan loudly. I quickly made her cum in a powerful orgasm covering my mouth with her cum and pussy juices. I then continued guiding her down the hallway until she threw me up against the wall and took off my pants that. Cindi blew me in the back of the cab to add to the experience. We had great sex and laughed about our fun at the club.A couple weeks later I rented a hotel room again and we checked in. I told Cindi to watch some TV and I would be back.“Leave the door propped open” I said I had a few drinks in the barI came back to the room and barged in like an angered criminalI grabbed Cindi and threw her face down on the bed. I held her down as I gagged her and tied her hands behind her back. She kicked and.