I locked the doors. There was a Holiday Inn about a quarter mile down the road. I told him he could, but that I would meet him at the room. She was a limp doll. We took turns driving my car. We knew that Daytona Beach was the popular spot, but no rooms were available. A few sips later, and in her slurred words she said “Do you eat downs?” I was not into it but I told her I did. She did ask at some point, slurring her words “What the fuck are you doing?” I said “Exactly that.” I pumped slow at first, slowly picking up the pace. I thought, how about my suntan lotion, that is slippery. I decided to go to the back of the parking lot and just set her against a car. I figured, if I dress her, she may not know what happened until tomorrow when her ass feels different or she shits out cum.
