#197774 - Parminder was on the phone with the airline for only a short time before turning to me and saying “There’s no flight ’til tomorrow! Is there a decent hotel nearby?” “There’s a motel out on the interstate, but I doubt if it’s what you’re accustomed to. I twisted the control ring,producing three strong, pulsing streams from the center of the face,then planted it at her gaping anal opening. “There!That’s much better! I won’t have you treated like an employee!” I grinned at her reminder of how I scolded her when we first met, and slowly let the clutch out while giving it some gas.