I slurp around in her little dark pink folds again, tongue piercing deep inside her extremely tight hole. A hint of piss flavor. And her fluids seem f...airly bitter. Sticky and viscous. But these little flaws just make her more interesting, a chip in the paint that only adds to her appeal. She almost seemed too perfect before, sickeningly sweet, cringey. The way she sings, knowing she’s the prettiest girl in the group. Untouchable, even to her boyfriend. Now look at her. Couldn’t be any more . She sighed and kept driving and saw it was actualy a motel. Her eyes widened."Wow, luck much?" she asked herself. She had on a pair of black booty shorts that fit perfectly around her firm tone ass. Her legs were shapley and her tanktop was a size too small. Her ample breasts pressed provocatively into the shirt letting her cleavage hang. Her skin was tanned and her bouncy blonde hair shined it the motels light as she drew closer. She pulled in turning her car off. The motel was seemingly in. The driver had just had a bad streak of luck at the casinos. He was very short on cash, but he was going to make up for it tonight!Mark walked Emma down to the Limo, opened the door for her and gave her a short kiss. “I’ll be waiting breathlessly for your return Babe!” She smiled up at him.The Limo drove off into the night.Two miles down the road, the Limo pulled over for a man dressed in a tuxedo. “Why are we stopping? The event is in the other direction!” Emma said.The back door opened and. Faith lifted her nightshirt and bunched it around her waist, before pulling away the pillow. His eyes widened, as she rose up on her knees and suspended her pussy over his face. ‘Submit to the will of the horny people or be muffled.’ Licking his lips, he grinned defiantly, ‘My lips will never be muffled.’ But it was, as Faith lowered to cover his nose and mouth. ‘Just try and struggle free. I dare you.’ And, as he began struggling against the muff of authority, Faith began to feel his.