Me: Uhhh really?Lisa: Sure, we’ll get it!Teacher: Thank you!Me: Here we go again.We headed back to the river to get the bottle.Lisa: Come on, it’s... not that bad, we’re already there.Me: Yes, but I wish we had thought about it the first time we were here.Lisa: We were caught up in the moment of winning!Me: Not it!Lisa: It’s only fair.Me: I went in there once, it’s enough for me!Lisa: Hahaha, I’ll get it out.Me: I’ll just be over the bridge watching.The bottle was still near the edge.Lisa: It’s. ‘How much?’ asked the man.‘What are you offering?’ said Barbie.‘Come back to our hotel and there’s two hundred quid for each of you,’ said the man. ‘Three hundred and fifty each and it’s a deal,’ she said, like a true professional.So in we got, and sped off to their, hotel suite. When we walked in we found the suite already occupied by four more industrialists, two of middle-eastern appearance,‘We picked up these two bitches,’ said one of our two pimps, roughly pushing us towards the taller of. As I was sitting there on the carpet, Sandy pushed me back till I was lying on my back. Then she started at my knees and slowly dragged those magnificent breasts up along my body, her fully erect nipples brushing the hairs of my leg She paused at my waist and rubbed them back and forth over that vertical obstruction she had created with my body being laid on my back like I was. She then bent over and kissed my stomach just below my belly button. That's when I felt the ice she had. I looked at the curtain again and mom finished putting her blouse. Mom spoke from the behind to ansari, “the blouse is not fitting properly i am not comfortable in it and also the neck is too wide”. Ansari replied, “ can you come out and show me the blouse again”. Mom said “ ok”. Mom came out from behind the curtain. I was again shocked looking at mom she was wearing the pink blouse and it was showing too much of her cleavage. The blouse had only three buttons. Mom looked flushed. Ansari was.