By the time he was done, she was about ready to scream with the need for release. As she sat there lost in the reverie, her phone beeped in her hand.i... want you to do something for me. can anyone see you?Looking around, she could see no one within her sight line.no, why?take off your bra at your deskShe stared at the screen for a moment before realizing Nick was wanting to play a game, and that night would be well worth whatever he asked this afternoon. She glanced around again and still could. He asked her about coming to his studio so they could discuss the situation. She declined, telling him that finances were such that she could not get a baby sitter.Then, she posed an alternative. Could he come to our house one night and go over what she wanted and how much it would cost. He said: "Any night, as my wife is gone on an extended trip and I don't have any evening committments." She responded, "I will check it out and be back in touch." Now, as she slid down on my cock, she. For another few minutes i happily continued to pump slowly and steadily into that hot blonde lesbian, enjoying the feeling of the first man to have gone, where no man had gone before!Then i pushed in a little deeper, and Maisey moaned loudly, before i pulled slowly out of her wet hot pussy, and then lined myself up behind Poppy.I quickly pressed up against her pussy lips, which parted easily, and with a thrust, i slipped back into that hot little brunettes pussy, and then gripping her hips. As those who follow my adventures know, I have been dabbling in a bit of exposing my cock & balls when walking down the hallways of select hotels. Sometimes it pays off - sometimes not. Tonight was a payday, of sorts. The hotel in which I'm staying (my home away from home) often receives tour busses. Typically, it's older (65+ y/o) couples, with a few stray women in the group.I didn't pay much attention to my walk to get a soda, and had rather automatically hung out my junk through the opening.