I turned the TV on and laid on the bed. For about 15 minutes, I watched whatever was on HGTV but my mind was still focused on John. You know what? Fuc...k this. I’m going to make a move. With my mind made up, I tied the front of my robe, slipped my room key into the front pocket and walked out of my room. I walked down the hall, stopped in front of the room John had entered, and took a deep breath. Knock, knock, knock. A few moments later, John answered the door wearing a gray t-shirt and some. .. my goodness. We shouldn’t.” Even I noticed the change from ‘can’t’ to ‘shouldn’t’ in my plea. He sat on the bed and pulled me closer, pressing his urgent kiss against my mound and nuzzling the nylon and the softness of my body under it.“It will be all right,” he said. “Please, Ellen.”I ran my fingers through his hair and relented. “We’ll just lie here a few minutes, then. But we can’t do it right in front of them!” I said without much confidence.We lay down together and his leg was between. He pulled his cock out of my mouth, put his clothes back on, and left. I wished I could suck him more, get him to cum in my mouth again, swallow all he could give me.He left his booth, I heard some conversation in the hallway, than someone new came into the booth next door. I was careful not to look into the booth, careful not to see who was there. I held my mouth near the gloryhole, offering it to my neighbor, sight unseen.There was a slight pause while he got undressed and found a channel on. "Let some geezer buy me drinks all evening... he might just get lucky... who knows?" laughed Cassie."Nothing but a hotbed of trollops, harlots, and pimps, cavorting about naked," scowled Carol."It really is a fun time, Carol. They treat us well and it's safe," said Barb, sounding a little disappointed. "But I take it you won't be going..." Ha! Not even at gunpoint!" Carol sneered as she retreated to the exit."You know, you'd be a lot more fun if you could ever get that enormous stick out of.