She could pick and choose at will.If appealing to me and not inebriated, find out quickly --1. Is he staying at this hotel and on business? If not, sp...lit.2. Is he from out of town? If not, split.3. Size his demeanor up. Happy-go-lucky or sad? Horny innuendos? Eager to be manipulated sexually? Can he take a sexual hint?How do I get him to take me to his room? Perhaps -- "I've never stayed at this hotel before. Are the rooms nice? The view? Of the city?" Corny, but if he's at all quick-witted, it. We shook hands and went into the bedroom. Mmmm what a great sight was waiting for me. My sexy wife in black stockings, suspender belt and fuck me boots, bent over and taking Tom's cock balls deep (and he was certainly slapping them against her arse he was fucking her so hard) and another guys cock in her mouth. We'll call him Harry.So I'd been expecting to hear about Toms antics and suddenly I found her with Tom, Dick and Harry! I've mentioned before how she loves cock. Well she doesn't much. “I like jerking off too.” Then I unzipped and pulled out my throbbing cock. “Uh,” he stammered never taking his eyes off my cock. He looked nervously, but then flashed a grin and reached up to grasp my cock. He pulled on it timidly at first, then stroked harder and firmer. I dropped to my knees, pulling my dick away from his grip and took his shaft deep into my throat with one motion, taking him all the way down to his thick pubs. Slowly I worked my lips and tongue back up his shaft and went. ”Dennis laughed, “Yeah, she looks like she needs to get on her bicycle and go home.”Jamal defended her, “Naw, man, she’s just a little shy.”“Guys, guys, come on, be cool,” Scott came to her defense. “She’s a Berkley girl, maybe she’s burnt out and needs a break.”Dennis shook his head, “She’s a cheerleader at Berkley? Yeah, I’ll believe it when I see pics.” He took out his phone.Piper cursed under her breath, then walked in the room with her head held high. It was time to act the part. “Damn.