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His physical reaction excited me. His growing erection fueled my own arousal.My resolve to avoid a repeat of the morning was rapidly evaporating as I allowed Gary to look at my naked body and grow aroused in the process.Gary then reached over and took the shower massager from its hanger on the wall, and directed it at my chest. I stepped forward slightly. I know I should have stopped this while I still had some ability to do so; but I could not seem to resist this carnal temptation.Painfully slowly, in a teasing manner, Gary began lowering the pulsating jet down, slowly bringing it across my abdomen, and then lower still to my very fine, blond pubic hair. God, I was aroused. When the jet reached my clitoris, I shuttered and moaned before pulling away. “Oh shit, Gary. That is intense!”“Spread your legs slightly for me,” Gary instructed as he lowered the jet again, this time he was wedging the pulsing unit between my legs to jet up against my vaginal opening and clitoris.“Gary, I can’t. .. person's ... next of kin, by any chance? A friend, perhaps? We tried our best, but you saw what happened."She shook her head and spoke, as if to herself, "There's a lesson here, though. It certainly pays to mind one's own business sometimes." Then with her eyes wide she repeated, "Any next of kin? No?"Then she shrugged and said, "Okay, Duke. Now will you get this ... thing ... out of the lobby before he really stinks up the place? He's obviously fouled his pants already."Just then Duchess paced over to Duke and snarled, then let out a low growl. With the greatest reluctance, Duke got off the man and slunk after Duchess with his tail dragging."Well I'll be damned!" Ann exclaimed. "Leave it to a woman..." What did she do?" the woman who had made the threat asked. Her fearful tone suggested she wasn't really sure she wanted to hear the answer."Where are you from?" Ann asked. The woman said they were from Berkeley, California. "I would strongly urge you to get as many miles as possible.
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We dressed, but Lora did not clean up. She knows not to since I love having her used. We all went back to the main room and had a couple of drinks. We were minding our own business; me telling Lora how hot she looked, then she spread her legs (she was wearing an ultra short skirt), showed me the cream leaking from her used pussy. That gave me a raging hard-on.I was getting ready to grab her and take her in the back for a really good eating when a Jamaican asked her to dance. She loved the accent and asked him if he were as big as she heard Jamaicans were. He laughed and asked her if she wanted to skip dancing and go find out herself. "Of course." Lora grabbed his hand and started leading him to the back. She looked at me and asked if I was coming. Well, I was up in a heartbeat. As we were walking to the back, he signaled to another black guy to join us. That's not exactly proper etiquette, but I was wondering what Lora would say. We got to the room, she looked at the new guy and.

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