"We'll be plowed out by early in the morning," she said happily, quite cheery at the prospect of opening their season. "They're very good about that a...round here," she added earnestly. I'll bet they were in an area that clearly depended heavily on accessibility to the tourists to keep their economy rolling.The girl was surprised and disappointed when I told her I'd be checking out Monday morning. "But our season's just getting started," she protested. "I'm sure the lifts will be going tomorrow.". Patterson had boarded a flight to New York.That had been the clincher. If Roger could go to New York with his slut, then Nicole had no qualms about going on the prowl. The Satin Lounge was the top pick-up spot in town. Nicole had scored not five minutes through the door, and now they were in his hotel room.The man was a salesman, leaving town in the morning. He was gorgeous, the kind of big blond stud Nicole had always dreamed about in her school days, though she always froze up around them in. The house was nestled in the woods and not really visible from any angle. The road had wound up from the entry gate and the house was not visible from that gate either. Patrick was in the middle of nowhere with a sex-obsessed older man!Zeke got Patrick's bags out of the truck bed and carried them through the front door. Patrick followed him into a spacious, rustic living-room."I'm starvin'. You hungry, boy?" Zeke asked."Yes. But shouldn't we call a garage?" Patrick asked nervously."Sure.. “Good girl,” he whispers. “Squeeze tightly and hold. Feel me inside you.”This is different. It feels amazing. As my ass is clenched, my clit burns and aches. I feel every inch of him inside my pussy walls. And then he starts to move within me.As his left-hand grabs my breast, his right strums my clit, his teeth bite my shoulder, and his cock makes sweet love to my pussy. I can no longer decipher one touch from another, my whole body shakes and euphoria consumes me. Like his kisses, he is gentle.