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  • 'Lamouth hotel, room 507 30 Minutes, I'll be waiting. Chloe xx' Now lesbian I had a problem. 2 women both wanted me. One was a flexible, red-haired stripper and the other was a gorgeous blonde beauty who's pussy I could still taste on my tongue from earlier. Not the worst situation to be in I’ll admit, but one that had me thinking. *** Read the 2 different endings: 'Chloe' or 'Cherri' *** Chloe 'I'll be there' I texted back. I told Dan and Sean that I was going back to the hotel and started to leave. I saw Cherri taking someone into the booth for a dance so knew I wouldn't be caught. I felt awful leaving such an incredible woman without an explanation, but Chloe seemed like the best option. I paid the table bill and left, walking briskly out. It was 4am and it was about a 20 minute walk to the Lamouth hotel from Velvet so I didn't waste any time. after about 5 minutes my phone buzzed again. It was a picture message 'Bring Champagne' massage Chloe was sat on the bed in a black silk-lace looking gown that was open to the waist. Her nipples were hidden behind 2 empty champagne flutes that she cleverly held in one hand, while the other took the photo. I quickened my pace and soon I arrived at the hotel. I went to the bar and asked the barman for a bottle of champagne. I took the bottle and headed for the lift. Having stayed in the hotel before I knew roughly where I was going. Dakota gets her plate and sits next to me. The two grilled cheese sandwiches are delightful. No, if she asked to go back, how would he investigate? Are your boobs okay?" asked Bethany. Are you guys married or playing the field?" “Guess daddy isn’t home huh fat boy?” Billy said walking lesbian and slamming the door behind him. I lick it all up as my tongue licks all around her asshole entrance. "Who?" “That’s no problem,” says the doctor, typing configurations into a data pad. He looked her over quietly, sitting down on the edge of his large bed. I don’t for a second believe that’s what happened. I licked the remaining shit off of her asshole, and she stood up and left. That doesn’t mean you can’t be the first, of course, but smaller stories demand precision writing. He married a local girl, Belina Mondragon. I went in third, watching as Sonja flopped around with a big grin on her face, trying to spray as much water as possible. Jeff leaned his head forward and put his mouth around the 16-year old cunt lips. You made me into your slut? "Absolutely!" Before I could answer, something rapidly took Paul’s attention completely away from me. His eyes immediately flew to the door, and his ears, almost invisible under his mangled Tarzan hair, massage almost visibly perked up. Grace rubbed her clit faster, taking in the sight of Anthony’s cock disappearing inside her sister over and over.