He himself jumped back, startled at my reaction. I said, “It’s okay, good boy.” to reassure him. At this point I knew he was ready for the ne...xt step. I got up on the bed lying on my back with my hips hanging over the edge of the bed with my legs spread and pulled up to my big full breasts. He looked at me nervously then started to move towards my crotch and started to sniff again. I said, “Good boy, lick, lick.” He started to lick and lick and bet deeper and deeper. Soon he was burying. I made a reservation at a classy hotel downtown for the next weekend. A room with a hot tub and a round, honeymoon bed. Oh, yes, fun.Now, you might think that, well, of course the woman will win. Yeah, maybe. But I think we all didn't really care. It was just a fun idea for a dirty weekend.We did bring robes in case we had to answer the door, like for room service for our meals, but as soon as we entered the room, each of us took off and hung up all our clothes. I then kissed each man on the. Right now fuck off your keeping Shaun waiting. For the next hour as she was mercifully fucked by the remaining four men her head was thinking about the problem she now faced with Steve and the repercussions she would face if she failed to bring her friend along. She had a day and a half to think of something or except the consequences of her actions. When Fiona returned home she was very quiet, a lot quieter than normal anyway, she stripped of as usual and sat next to me on the sofa showing me. But the main U. Maryland campus was closer to Washington, D.C. than to Baltimore. It was something of a minor trek, coming up here so frequently for games.It was intriguing. What was the draw? Was it me? If The Girl, Patricia Wyman -- "Patti" -- was there to watch me play third base, she wasn't giving me any sign of it. I had been watching her a lot more intently than she was watching me.After that make-up rain date doubleheader with the Tigers, we had a much-needed day off at home before.