"I replied, "I have permission to use the credit card, the bills would bepaid so there will be no fraud, and the ID is only to make it easier touse th...e card." I noticed he was not making eye contact with me he keptlooking at my chest and legs.He replied, "OK what do you mean by pretend to be your husband?"I said, "Don't worry Mike, you are really not my type, we sleep inseparate beds."He looked at me quizzically and said, "This room only has one bed."I replied, "That's why we are going to get. Without warning she slapped the mound hard, causing Lexie to yelp in pain.“For starters,” Lori said sharply, “This little bush needs to go. I want your cunt smooth for me when I lick it. When we get home, you will spread your legs for me and let me shave you bare.”Lexie merely nodded. She felt dizzy as fingers began to explore the pink folds of her pussy until they found the wet, throbbing hole and plunged inside. Her back arched and her hips bucked. Her whole body felt like it was on fire. “My. I know it's late, but, well, we'd be delighted, ma'am, yes, delighted, Sanders and me, do come." He almost pulled her up.She rose, gave me a sad smile, said, "Thank you again," and allowed the subaltern to lead her up the steps and into a waiting carriage. I silently cursed him and then her and then myself. I knew I might have put my foot in a trap, but her invitation had certainly been clear so we both had taken a chance. I gathered up my meager belongings and notes, left that night, reporting. The left on one. The right on the other." Vera: "Well, get them off those bedposts." Me: "Okay, they're off." Vera: "Where are your hands now?" Me: "Resting on either side of my face." Vera: "Take one hand and feel between your legs. Are you wet down there?" Me: "My pants aren't even unzipped!" Vera: "They're not unzipped?" Me: "No. I'm wearing white pants along with three layers of tops." Vera: "Girl, get those clothes off." Me: "It's a little too cold to be naked. I'll just strip.