He was a little excited, and sloppy, this being his first actual fuck, but I stayed patient, and allowed him to thrust away, until I feel him start to... shake a little bit. I pulled away, and quickly wrapped my mouth around the head of his sweet cock, fresh from my slippery ass, and simply held it in my mouth til he subsided, not quite cumming yet.I stepped out of the bath, leading him, and stopped long enough to dry us both a little.I then led him to his living room, where there is a large. It was Stephen, the hotel manager. This can’t be coincidence. He pulled up next to my car and we lowered our windows to talk. “Are you meeting Dean?” Stephen asked. “Yes,” I replied. “Why are you here?” “Dean called me. He told me he wanted me to fuck him. It looks like we have a party.” Just then Dean pulled in with the van and motioned us over. We got out and went to the side door, which was open, and climbed inside. The van was empty but for a large mattress on the floor. Dean began removing. She had sounded nervous and asked if he couldcome meet her. The meeting place was unusual - the offices and researchcenter for Micro Dynamics, a minor competitor to her employer, GreeneComputing. Both were software and hardware companies but the similarityended there - Greene was established, a fortune 100 company with revenuein the billions while Micro Dynamics was a much smaller company, as muchrenowned for their innovative products as for their cutthroat, some wouldeven say underhanded. However, we are going to release you in the morning,” he said. We will drive you home. You can call home tonight, without it being monitored. Please don’t discuss the last two and a half months. And never reveal the existence of Beachwood Lodge.We were in the back seat of a large FBI SUV when it got T-boned by a smaller SUV. Someone decided to empty their assault rifles into our ride. I could only thank god that they were thugs not soldiers. The two of them emptied one magazine each then they.