He crawled onto the bed and grabbed my thighs. His head went between my legs and I could feel his though playing around. “Mmmm.” Michael wasn’t ... slow guy. He took two fingers in my pussy fast in and out while licking me. “Have you ever squirted?” I shook my head and he smiled with his creepy smile once again. He was sitting on the foot of the bed. With one hand he was pushing down on my stomach and with the other hand he shoved to fingers in my pussy and what he did to me was amazing. I moaned. It was difficult to follow them in the crowded aisles, but it didn't take long for something to happen. There was a call made from the cell phone about ten minutes before they arrived. It was to the Dorchester Motel, across the highway from the market. Betsy Marshall slipped away from the group and left by the front entrance. I followed her, and watched as she crossed the road and entered room 114, at the Dorchester. Richard Tolliver had reserved the room the previous day. Mrs. Marshall stayed. More

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