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He had to have a break. She halfheartedly surrendered to his pleading and slowly sauntered to the bathroom. A few minutes later, Reggie joined her in the shower. They showered and soaped each other’s body thoroughly flashing from head to toe. She continued to stroke Reggie’s body, spending time fondling asian his balls and examining his large indian cock. She continued to amuse herself until Reggie tired of it then lifted her out of the shower and began towel drying her body, paying careful attention to all of her tender spots. They both dressed quickly and ventured down to the restaurant for a hearty breakfast. On the way to breakfast Reggie stopped at the front desk and instructed them to have housekeeping clean the room and change the bed linens. I was having second thoughts about my promise to Katie to stay one more day. When they join me in the booth it was a repeat of the previous night. Katie quickly read my face and knew I was on the verge of changing my mind. She cuddled closely and massaged my cock through my pants and nibbled on my ear lobe. She whispered in my ear, “Honey, if you really don’t want me to stay longer I will understand. Just says the word and I will pack my bag and we can leave right now.” This reverse psychology approach had always worked for her in the past. It throws the decision back on me and makes me feel like I am in control. It has always worked in the past and it worked this time. “No, Honey, I promised to stay one more day and I will not break that promise,” I replied. After breakfast Katie and Reggie headed back to the motel room for another marathon fuck session and I decided to go for a drive. Reggie and Katie never left the motel room the whole time I aimlessly drove around the area. They spent several hours engaged in sexual bliss. At the same time, Guy let loose. He sniffed, filling his scent receptors with the undeniable scent of a lusty bitch. All three of them smiled and giggled seeing Marsha. I flicked my tongue out. "Yes Mistress," as she grabbed her dress and followed Susan towards the door. Johnson said nothing, he gently placed a hand on her shoulder and guided her toward the platform beneath the noose. “Do you know how to play checkers,” indian Emily asked. I stuffed the magazine under some towels by the asian sink, and tried to bend my pecker to where flashing it didn’t show. John heard Bill talking to his very-pregnant, twin sister, Lisa, as he was escorting her towards the car. I was much more plain and unremarkable.