.. oh-mi-god-I-can't-believe-I'm-a-Top-Sheet-at-the-Ritz! Sorry, I'm just a little... Alright. Calm down calm down. I've done this dozens of times; th...is is my ninety-third bed; fifty-four as a Bottom.You've done inety three! Is it true what they say? That most of the time you just lie around waiting. I hope not, I want romance, I want passion, I want... Wait'll you get your first fart.Yewww.Look Top, I've been peed-on, pooped-on, and thrown up on. I've had sweaty, unwashed bodies rubbing on me. "Are you ready for me to suck your cock? I want you in my mouth - and I know you're ready. I want to make you cum, baby," she panted excitedly. As she continued to work the dildo in and out of her drooling cunt, Denise began to stroke my cock as well. I poured out a huge stream of pre-cum over her fingers as she jerked me, making her moan. "Mmmmm, you really are ready, aren't you?" She looked at my cock as it slid through her fingers. "I want to make you cum, right now. I want to suck you until. I think she enjoyed seeing the bulge growing in my pants too, because she laughed again and leaned over and touched my hardening cock. At her touch, it twitched and longed to break out of its restraint. She reached her long fingers under my shorts and reached in to my cock, scratching it with her fingernails. Then with one motion, she released my shaft and it sat straight up, ready for action. She was ready too. She got down on her knees in front of me and pushing my legs apart took me in. While Joey's parents checked out the limo and chatted with my mom and father, Joey motioned me out and we went to the rear out of ear shot. "I saw your suitcase in the trunk," Joey said. "That was good thinking. I mean, I had to pack like I was going to need clothes and stuff. But when my dad saw the limo coming back down the street, he said something about wondering how much room the trunk had. I nearly shit when I realized you wouldn't be taking any clothes with you, and the trunk would be.