Daddy reached for me from the other side. Both of them groped me from both sides. The dim lighting lent itself to a naughty public play, which really ...xcited me. Matt reached up my skirt and slid his finger into my wet pussy. Daddy squeezed the back of my neck as I writhed up and down on Matt’s fingers. Matt looked down to ask me if I was still nervous. I gave him a sultry smile and looked to Daddy who gestured to me that it was time to go home.I rode home with Matt to help show him the way to. ‘Yeah, whatever,’ he’d thought in return. The area looked comfortable, clean, not too sparse, the lighting was right, air breathable (‘didn’t put that on the checklist did you, asshole?’), literally nothing out of place, when he heard her voice. ‘Hiya, I wanna check in, please.’ Her accent was as out of place there as he was. He turned, in dreamlike slow-motion towards the reception desk. And there she was. The girl who he had, rather ashamedly, thought was hot when she was acting as a. More

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