It was a far cry from the palatial room she had on her last trip – but heartland Springfield was also a far cry from glitzy Las Vegas.She propped op...en her laptop on the desk, checked some of her business emails and sent off a message to her husband, letting him know that she had arrived safely. Sitting there, she felt a slight pain in her side. Looking at her watch, she realized it had been several hours since she had eaten anything substantial ... and airline food was never that great to begin. I slap your ass, and it makes a red handprint afterwards. You try to look back to see what im doing, but my friends has a firm grip on your head, so you can't.I standing over you, stroking my cock gently. I bend in my knees so I can get in better position, to fuck your ass. I run my cuck down your ass, and place the in front of your asshole.You stop for a second and takes a big breath, cause you know that we haven't warmed up your ass yet, but you feel me pressing the head of my cock inside of. Mary licked her bruised lips and they were fat like she'd been slapped across the mouth, and her lipstick had been smeared all around so she looked like a kiddie whore playing dress-up. Her cheeks were dark, her eyes black with the mascara and eye shadow that had run with her tears. She wasn't crying anymore though, not while she pumped Dale's swollen cock with both of her small hands. She didn't even notice me, I didn't think, or the camera; Mary only had eyes for the cock pointed at her. " That's right, Warren," Leigh repeated, "don't be such a prig."Leigh rolled over and I rubbed the lotion over her thighs and calves. I particularly stayed away from those smooth, strong inner thighs. When I began working on her back, Leigh stretched an arm behind her and pulled loose the string holding her top. I had access to her entire back, unencumbered by the tie. I got the surprise of my life when she rolled over, leaving the top on the lounger, her breasts pointedly naked before me. Once.