We let families have the suites.” “Then what the hell about us, am I supposed to shack up with my sister?” “Sir, we have only this one room left and if you don’t take it I doubt you will find another in town tonight. It does have a fold away couch, one of you can sleep on that.” The reservations clerk softened the offer by adding “We won’t charge you sir, you two can stay the night and you need not pay.” I looked at my older sister “What do you think?” “I think I’ve been in the car too long, take the room” she growled. Shelby gathered her two bags then led the way to the elevator “What floor?” I looked at the number on the key card “Eight.” It was a typical cheap hotel room. Long but narrow, the bathroom to the left just inside the door then a few steps into the main room. The queen bed was prominent against one wall, a chest of drawers with a flat screen TV on top against the opposite wall at the foot of the bed. A two-cushion sofa and one hard looking easy chair with square arms were positioned against the bank of windows that gave us a stunning view of a freeway bridge behind the parking lot. A small computer desk was wedged into a corner beautiful next to the bed. Shelby dropped her backpack to the bed, an unspoken claim to that territory then pulled out her travel bag and headed for the bathroom, “I need a shower.” She paused, looked past me to the sofa and said with big sister authority “You get the foldout.” I thought that I should remind her that she is considerably shorter than me so she would fit better on the small bed but the look in her eyes conveyed that she would take no debate. I wasn’t up to arguing with her so I just nodded and commenced to pull desi the cushions off and toss them into a corner. Shelby and I were driving to a family reunion 800 miles from where we went to college. We had reserved a two-room suite for the one night on the road for both directions of the trip. At twenty-three my sister was just three months from earning her Business degree, I am sixteen months younger so I was a junior. I unfolded the little bed that had a mattress about one inch deep. Two pillows from the big bed and a blanket from the four-hanger closet completed my sleeping arrangements. I indian was going to have to sleep in a fetal position to keep my legs from hanging over the edge. I got on the large bed turned on the TV and waited my turn for a shower. She came out of the bath followed by a puff of warm, humid, feminine scented air. She wore a towel wrapped around her wet hair but below that only a red spaghetti strap tank top that exposed most of her midriff and panties. She caught me looking at her and said “I didn’t bring a night gown, don’t look.” I forced my eyes from Shelby’s very alluring figure, she pulled out a wife hair dryer while I went for a shower. When I stepped into the stall I noticed a dark colored clump of something circling the drain and cringed because I thought it was moss or mold, I mean the hotel wasn’t outdoor the best. I closed the drain so the glob wouldn’t go down before I looked at it. Carefully I pinched it in my fingers and that is when I realized I was looking at a wad of brown curly hair. It was too long and curly to be from legs so I guessed Car it was pubic hair. "You are an amazing man," desi she said right before kissing him. She ran her fingers through my wet hair and said I needed to be punished for coming without permission. "Anna, a nurse. Somehow it was all right for a girlfriend to do it, but for a potential enemy? He came over and sat down taking Ginny’s breast wife into his mouth. Her legs shot out outdoor rigid behind her, her hands pressing my chest, as she arched her back, her head going high. “‘Intrusive’ is an interesting word,” Flora laughed humorlessly, “I think it fits her aptly.” If I awoke during the night I would often go to the bathroom to jack-off. I Car wanted her, her gorgeous ass looked asstonishing in those tight jeans ... to ram my hard dick into her, fucking her as hard as I possibly could, her sweet young delicious pussy hugging my thick dick as I entered her... She's my wife. She took her clit in between her lips and sucked gently, drawing it into her mouth. If this is what you want, Bob did not put a price limit on the car. Her pussy was already dripping, and I used her juices to lube up my fingers as I massaged her ass. She struggled with being controlled and sexually frustrated, they’d found that this was the fastest way to break down her defenses. He pinned my arms to the bed and grunt out,"Your ass is mine". She would walk out of her room wearing only a T-shirt. It's kinda cold out here!" She turned to me “Do they look okay, I mean do you think they are ugly?” My fourteen-year-old sister was beautiful in shock while she poked at her new braces for the first time. Mike stopped licking and yanked her indian panties down just far enough for him to wedge his head in there, her thighs clamped to either side of his head as she moaned again into Jay's mouth as Mike's tongue wiggled into her. Her thighs relaxed. She'd had two orgasms herself by this time. I could barely contain my excitement when it was time to leave for the honeymoon.