Mark asked me what I thought about taking our conversation somewhere more private. I paused for a few seconds, realizing this thing was about to get r...eal. I said we should. Since we were in my hotel, I invited him up to my room.We quickly finished our drinks, and I signed the bar tab. Mark followed me to the elevators. I felt nervous with anticipation as we rode the elevator in silence to the ninth floor. Mark followed me to my room.Once inside, I grabbed two beers from the minibar and Mark. She did not even gag and he saw in her eyes a slight smile of pleasure.Brent knew If she was going to carry on the effective ministrations on his cock, he would lose it sooner than he wanted to. He withdrew from her to her dismay and as his cock cleared her lips, she uttered, “I wanted to make you cum and taste you.”“Yes, I know that, but I want be inside you.”“Oh, you want to fuck me?” she challenged him in a sultry voice.“Yes!”“How about I fuck you?” she countered.“Can you fuck?” he teased. "I question, "Did they leave the horse trailer?"He replies, "Yes they did."I smile and inform him, "Well, you may be stranded but I still have my horses and their tack. So I'm leaving."The nosy little bitch wakes up and yells...Present – Samantha – In the bushesI'm pissed as hell that fat prima donna bitch got in a lucky punch and knocked me out! I have a hell of a headache, but my reporter's blood kicks in when I hear Stacy say she's leaving and I can't let that happen. I loudly complain, "Hey. ’ Then he continued, ‘But we decided to wait for the noise to start before asking to be moved, and we were absolutely amazed at how quiet and well-behaved your children were! It was so pleasant to watch and hear, and we felt so badly for having pre-judged your family, that we decided to pay for your meal.’ I thanked them, but tried to get them to accept reimbursement, which they politely but firmly declined. My wife and were not poor at the time, and could have easily afforded the meal, but.