Yvonne Makin
closed the traditional loss making Spa Hotel in Pangmere and opened the House
of Fun, where spa treatments like Raki and Reflexology were replaced by a more
exotic menu for those inclined more towards restraints, punishments and the
more unusual pleasures.
Massage was still
on the menu but under the new rules they always had a “happy ending”
Saunas also still
featured in the new regime but they were just much steamier than before.
Patrons stayed at
the Hotel for varying durations while taking their particular pleasures while
other were walk-ins.
Some were only
occasional visitors, dabblers in the delights or even one timers but the
majority were frequent flyers on Yvonne’s erotica express.
Yvonne Makin
believed the transition from Spa Hotel to Sin Palace happened as a direct
result of Yvonne’s efforts to increase the numbers using the Spa, even a small
increase in trade would have been beneficial to a struggling business and she
was correct in part at least.
So in an attempt
to boost visitors she placed adds in several bridal magazines extolling the
benefits of having a hen party at a Spa Hotel, detailing all the treatments,
plus a bar and a restaurant.
And the response
to the advertisement was more promising that she could possibly have dreamed
of, mainly because she hadn’t even considered that the Spa weekend idea would
be taken on board by hens and stags alike.
Which was where
Lucy Thomas saw the advertisement and thought it would be the perfect venue for
her best friend, Cathy Ridge, to hold her hen weekend.
They were both
Aroma therapists at the Dancingdean Spa Hotel in Childean and they had both
been to the Pangmere Spa before and thought it would be a giggle.
For a while Yvonne
thought that her idea was truly inspired, verging on the genius even, and it
looked to all the world that it was destined to save the business.
Things were going
so well in fact, that Yvonne had even started sleeping soundly again, but then
came the weekend when, through an oversight, they had Cathy’s hen party and a
random stag party booked in at the same time, even though they were not the two
halves of the same wedding, the writing should have been on the wall.
Yvonne took it in
her stride however and with carful management,
both groups appeared to be having a great time and there was no
crossover of parties, and the staff managed to keep them apart, until that is,
the quantity of alcohol consumed eroded all inhibitions to such an extent that
the libidinous and lascivious urges won out and the lusty room hopping took
over and it wasn’t just an isolated incident either, it was a case of Stag on
Hen, Stag on Stag and Hen on Hen, in fact it had in a very short space of time
turned into an anything goes full on orgy.
Even the Groom in
waiting was involved and was found tied to a four poster bed, being beaten on
the buttocks with ping pong bats by the maid of honour and the bride to be of
the other party.
The bride to be
being Cathy Ridge and her maid of honour Lucy Thomas and they were the
undoubted stars of the infamous Stag/Hen orgy night.
After the infamous
Stag/Hen orgy night at the old Spa Hotel neither wedding subsequently took
place and Cathy and Lucy, gave up the world of Aroma Therapy and were now two
of Yvonne’s best “performers” in the S and M rooms of the House of Fun, where
they had access to a lot more than ping pong bats to use in their arsenal of
pain and pleasure.
Lucy Thomas
remained engaged to her Childhood sweetheart, Peter, who had no idea about what
went wrong on the hen weekend or her change of career from Aroma Therapy to
Pain Therapy.
He just thought
she had left Dancingdean because she had a better offer which in a way she had.
She decided not to
tell him the truth because he was a bit of a stick in the mud and wouldn’t have
understood what she did, in fact she was sure he would have been shocked that
such a place existed let alone the fact that she and her best friend were its
star attractions.
The financial
rewards were far superior, which didn’t hurt but it was the job satisfaction
that pleased Cathy and Lucy.
Cathy broke up
with her fiancé and subsequently went out with one of the stag party for a
while but not for long so she was unattached, but she was still hopeful that
she would still meet the man who would quicken her pulse and get her damp.
However the events
which led to that happening came about after Lucy discovered the man she was
punishing was her fiancé Peter.
Lucy went berserk
and beat him bloody before she dumped him.
Cathy had made a
lot of friends at the House of Fun and all the employees were like a family so
when one was hurt the others all rallied round.
Lucy was very
upset by events so Yvonne put her up in a suite in the Hotel for a few days.
However despite
being consoled by all her friends it was her chief admirer, Callum McDonnell, the
6ft 4 inch former Hotel gardener, gently spoken, good looking and very muscular
who was most consulate.
Callum was
particular well sort after by the punters in the new business, due partly to
the fact he was very good looking and physically fit, but mainly because he was
hung like a horse, well maybe not a horse but certainly a decent sized pony.
He was also very
popular with the ladies who liked a firm hand as he was extremely well versed
in the spanking department as he had hands like shovels.
But at 5am the
morning after the upset his shovel like hands were well employed as he consoled
her with his huge cock in the swimming pool changing rooms.
Since that early
morning shag they had spent all their spare time together which left Cathy to
feel her singlehood rather more acutely than she had before.
After all of Lucy’s upset she needed somewhere to stay while the split
with Peter was finalized and the house was sold so with Cathy being her best
friend it was a no brainer because she lived alone in a five bedroom house and
with no significant other on the horizon, so she said
“Come and live with me”
Not that she saw much more of her outside work than she did before but
that was only because she was all loved up.
But it wasn't long after
Lucy began receiving regular and generous portions of Cullum’s attentions that
Tom Rowlands started working for the House of Fun and Cathy fell for him hook
line and sinker.
She thought he was
gorgeous, tall dark and handsome with a really warm smile, but after three weeks
she was getting nowhere and beat seven bells out of her punters in the
S & M rooms to get rid of her frustrations.
Cathy’s alter ego,
Spanking Sadie worked the S & M rooms with her friend Lucy, Wynona
Whiplash, sometimes together but mainly alone.
Her clientele were
a mixed bunch, no particular ages, professions, social backgrounds, or indeed
genders and she didn’t care she just enjoyed the power she held over them and
they were all feeling her tension.
But “Sadie” may
have released her tensions but it wasn’t scratching her itch, so until she
could get Tom to shag her she had to make do watching him in action from the
voyeur rooms wetting her fingers in the darkness as she watched some lucky cow
getting what she wanted.
But she didn’t
restrict her masturbations to Tom Rowlands performances she also liked to watch
Claire and her girlfriend Kelly in action either in a spanking session on
taking turns noshing off a Vicars Wife.
After a month of pleasuring herself in the
darkness as Tom Rowlands spanked and wanked someone in the
roleplay rooms there was a change in her fortunes in the shape of a young
heiress, Michele DeWerth.
She was the only
child of a wealthy Downshire couple with far more money than sense, and they
had passed a great deal of it onto Michele in the form of a trust fund which
came into effect on the occasion of her 21st birthday a month
earlier.
More importantly
along with her trust fund came her independence and the financial means to do
things that her parents really wouldn’t have approved of in anyway.
And it was that
new found independence that brought her to Yvonne Makin’s House of Fun to
indulge all of her nasty fantasies.
For her 21st
birthday itself her parents flew her to America in a private jet to go on a
riding holiday in Colorado.
She was a pretty
girl, only a tiny little thing, with short blonde hair and a sweet smile which
belied the wicked thought of lust which filled her head.
But sitting
astride a great Honey coloured colt in North America it was to be the only
thing between her legs beside her own fingers for the entire holiday and she
was determined on her return to Downshire to rectify that situation without
delay.
Which was why her
first port of call was the House of fun.
On returning home to Downshire from her pleasant yet sexually frustrating
North American Riding holiday, the first thing she did was phone the Spa and
book herself in for a three day shagathon.
She had spent many hours on her holidays either while in the saddle or
more often beneath the duvet dreaming of the things she wanted done to her,
which culminated in her fingering away her sexually frustrations.
Michele even flicked herself off in the toilet on the flight home while
her parents slept, but as the plane landed she was still feeling really horny.
The drive to the family home in Tipton seems to take forever, it was both
long and uncomfortable, the former due to the horrendous rush hour traffic and
latter because of her wet knickers.
So she thought, rightly or wrongly, the best course of action was to make
her way to Pangmere as soon as was humanly possible and indulge in some
youthful delights.
Almost as soon as
they arrived home she was off again, she just took a little time to freshen up,
change her pants and throw a few clothes into a bag and then off she went
again.
As she drove
through the Downshire country side her thoughts were far removed from her
appreciation of her beautiful surroundings in fact they were extremely lurid
and resulted in the soiling of another pair of knickers, she would very soon
run out of clean ones, still she didn’t plan on wearing pants very much for the
next few days.
She was not
inexperienced sexually, though she was not as well versed in the carnal arts as
she would have liked and those experiences she had sampled had not really cut
the mustard which was why she wanted to try the play rooms at the House of Fun.
Just before she
set off from her home in Tipton she phoned ahead to say she was coming and what
time she thought she would arrive.
“I would like to
start as soon as possible” she said “Very soon”
“No problem” Agnes
the receptionist replied “Did you decide which package you wanted?”
“Oh yes” Michele
replied triumphantly “Number 11”
“That a very good
choice” Agnes said “We will see you soon”
Package 11 was one
of the play room scenarios involving spanking, wanking and full penetration in
one of the special play rooms “The Stables”.
As soon as Agnes
hung up she checked the availability of the “Stable” rooms on the computer and
found one of them was still free so she booked it in the name of Michele
DeWerth.
After that she
check who was on duty and assigned Tom Rowlands to tend to Michele’s needs.
He was perfect for
the Role playing rooms as before he turned his hand to the sex trade he was an
actor, and that was the key component, acting.
But she couldn’t
see anyone who could play the gooseberry which was a problem.
The “Gooseberry”
was important for first timers, especially young women, just to make sure no
boundaries’ were crossed and that the safe words were observed, and that the
girl didn’t do more than she wanted to do.
Agnes was left
with no alternative but to refer it to Yvonne.
Yvonne walked into
the staff room in her customary mode of dress, skirt, top, stockings and no
knickers.
She enjoyed
walking around the hotel without her knickers, especially when meeting
important people, and even more so when she was suitably moistened by a good
shag or on that occasion the thoughts of a good shag.
She had taken to
doing it very soon after the House of Fun got going and it made her feel very
sexy.
On that day as she
walked into the room her lips were still sticky from having rubbed herself off
in the darkness as she watched her two most enthusiastic girls Claire and Kelly
double teaming a headmistress from Childean.
There were a
handful of staff in the room and among their number was Tom Rowlands.
“Ah Tom” she said
“I think we will have to cancel your outing in the Stable”
“Really? Why?
What’s the problem?” he asked
“We don’t have a
Gooseberry I’m afraid” she replied
Reading a magazine
at the back of the room was Cathy Ridge and her ears pricked up.
She thought that
could be her chance to get up close and personal with Tom.
“I can do it”
Cathy said
“Thank you Cathy”
Yvonne said “But it’s not really your bag”
“I do have more
than one string to my bow” Cathy said
“I don’t know”
Yvonne retorted “What do you think Tom?”
“I don’t see why
not” he replied and smiled at Cathy.
Yvonne thought
about it for a moment and looked from Cathy and Tom and back again, and
although she thought she might be opening Pandora’s Box putting the pair of
them together she said
“Ok, but you need
to get changed, this isn’t a job Sadie, wear something more appropriate to the
brief”
Cathy went to the
costume department where Yvonne’s niece Lesley worked and she kitted Cathy out
in an outfit suitable for the stable scenario.
Bib and brace dungarees over a white t-shirt and big blue knickers and
wellington boots on her feet.
When Michele arrived at the Hotel she went straight to reception and spoke
to Agnes who then proceeded to check her in.
After the process
was complete and payments were taken Michele went upstairs to her room and
dropped off her bags and immediately returned to reception where Agnes called
over one of the support staff, Emily Riley, a sweet
young girl of five foot nothing with and an angelic countenance, who was to
take her to the play room.
“Do you need an outfit?” Emily asked “I can take
you up to the costume department”
“No I’m fine I
already have something with me” Michele replied
“Ok then I’ll take
you straight to the fun place” Emily said
“Oh yes please”
she replied “I can’t wait”
“Is this your
first time here?” Emily asked
“Is it that
obvious?”
“Yes” Emily replied
“You’ll be different next time”
“What if there
isn’t a next time?” Michele asked
“Everyone always
comes back” she replied and then held the door open and Michele stepped inside
and got ready for action.
Tom was looking
forward to his afternoon’s work, and the addition of the lovely Cathy, who he
had been hoping to get to know better, added a little spice to proceedings.
He and Cathy got
to the room and he pushed it open and walked inside and Cathy followed him but
secreted herself out of sight.
“Hello” he called
as the door opened.
And inside he
found Michele DeWerth in the stable grooming her horse, not a real one as
Yvonne wouldn’t allow animals on the premises, wearing only a baggy sweater and
riding boots.
“Oh” she gasped
“Tom”
“And what are you
up to today?” he asked as he gave her a thorough appraisal
“I’m not doing
anything wrong” she said defensively “honestly Tom”
“Really?” he
quizzed “You do have a history of naughtiness”
Michele got
anxious and tried to quickly defend herself talking rapidly.
“We got caught out
in the rain and my shirt and jodhpurs got wet so I’m drying them on the heater
and this is the only dry thing I had to wear” Michele said and she was almost
breathless when she finished
“Are you sure that
it was the rain that wet your jodhpurs?” he asked “and not your dirty thoughts”
“No it was the
rain” she said coyly and blushed deeply and then almost as an afterthought she
added.
“Honestly Tom, I’m
not a dirty girl”
“I think you are
very naughty” he said sternly
“I’m not Tom I’m
really not” she said very childlike
“So
you haven’t done anything that deserves a spanking then?” He asked and there
was a pause
“Well I’ve been a
little bit naughty” she said coyly
There were hay
bales stacked against the wall with horse blankets laying on them so Tom sat down on
the hay bale and lay his bag on the floor.
Michele looked coyly in his direction and putting down
her curry comb she walked slowly over to him with her head bowed looking at her
leather booted feet.
“So you must be the naughtiest girl I’d ever seen?” he
asked her
“Yes Tom” she answered quietly and he took her by the
hand and bent her across his knee.
Tom pulled the jumper up over her hips and exposed her
perfect little buttocks
“I think six of the best for such a naughty girl” he said
“And I want you to count”
Then he gave her a firm crisp slap on one cheek
“One” Michele said
Then one on the other cheek
“Two”
Then the first again
“Three”
Then the second
“Four”
Then another crisp slap
“Five”
And a very hard one to finish
“SIX” she yelled as she squirmed on his lap and then let
out a long satisfying sigh.
Tom gazed down at his handiwork, looking down at her
perfect little cheeks, round and white now blushed with vivid red, and then he
allowed his hand to caress the round pert buttocks, his digits stroking the red
streaks left by his fingers.
From her perfect, if tarnished cheeks, his fingers traced
her delicious shape to the top of her thigh and she squirmed again and let out
another languid sigh
Tom craned his neck so he could see as his fingers
explored her inner thigh and he felt her tense and she let out an involuntary
murmur the moment when his fingertips touched the first wispy pubes of her
luscious bush.
Michele could feel his fingers explore her inner thigh
and she tensed and she let out an involuntary murmur the moment when his
fingertips touched the first wispy pubes of her luscious bush and she could
feel his swollen cock pressing hard into her belly and as his fingers parted
her labia she moaned uncontrollably.
Tom elicited the most divine moan from her when he first
touched her pussy and when his forefinger entered her she growled and he
explored the creamy wetness of her hot pussy.
He worked at her rhythmically and each stroke of her slippery slit brought
another exquisite moan from her, and rubbing her clit brought yet another and
then he felt her body spasm as she came.
As she lay across his lap she was very satisfied with the
first part of her fantasy but she was still aware of his cock pressing against
her belly so she was confident part two would be equally satisfying.
Tom looked down at the naughty little kitten purring like a cat as she lay
across his lap and he was very much enjoying the moment and trying to decide
how he would enjoy her some more when she was suddenly startled and quickly
climbed off his lap then stared intently at the door.
Tom turned and looked as well and saw Cathy standing in
the doorway looking altogether flustered.
Cathy was only supposed to be the “Gooseberry” and
observe proceedings and ensure that no abuse took place, but at the point she
was spotted by Michele she was not in the least bit worried about impartiality
or fair play.
All the time she was watching the role play as the
beautiful young woman got spanked and wanked Cathy just got hot and wet, very
hot and very wet and she didn’t want to just watch anymore.
“I think she’s been a naughty girl too” Michele said “she was watching us”
“Really?” he said to Cathy and she nodded in response.
“Well you know what that means” Tom said and Cathy nodded again and quickly
kicked off her wellington boots and then almost ran across the stable set and
as she stood before Tom she undid her dungarees and they fell to the ground.
He then gestured to her big blue knickers with his eyes, which sported a
very large damp patch, and she quickly pulled them down to her knees briefly
exposing her beautiful furry bush before launching herself across his knees.
“Can I count Tom” Michele begged as she was sitting a few
feet away with her back to the wall.
“Yes” Tom answered “six of the best again I think”
Michele nodded and then he gave a firm crisp slap on
Cathy’s right cheek
“One” Michele said
Then on the other cheek
“Two”
Then the right again
“Three”
Then the left
“Four”
Then another crisp slap on the right
“Five” Michele said with glee “now do the next one hard”
So as instructed by Michele Tom gave Cathy a very hard
smack to finish.
“SIX” Michele yelled as Cathy squirmed on his lap.
Tom looked down at his handiwork again and held her
gently bent across his knee as she squirmed and wriggled on his knee clearly
anticipating what was coming next.
Tom’s cock prodded Cathy’s belly as he inspected the red bloom where he had
spanked her bare flesh and without pause he instantly sort out her hot little
pussy.
He watched her lying across him as his fingers probed at
her juicy minge and his experienced digits rubbed and worked on her roughly and her cunny
responded with liquid acquiescence.
And as he did Michele leant forward so she could whisper in his ear.
“She’s looking at my nonny”
He looked down at Cathy and through her tousled hair he could see she
definitely had her eyes on Michele’s bejeweled prize.
Michele self-consciously pulled her sweater down to cover herself.
“Don’t cover it up” Tom said “open your legs wider, show her a little more”
This was not part of her fantasy but reluctantly Michele obliged and Cathy
murmured and sighed
“Cathy likes what she sees” Tom said to her “it’s making her very wet”
“It’s making me wet” Michele admitted as she spread her legs wider still.
It didn’t take long after that to finish Cathy off and after he had brought
her to a climax she wriggled off his lap like a fish left high and dry by the
tide and headed towards Michele open thighs and her head worked its way up her
legs like a pig snuffling for truffles until to both girls satisfaction Cathy
found the prized delicacy and feasted on it with relish.
Unfortunately
Cathy’s spasmodic wriggling on his lap, on top of his already heightened
arousal from Michele’s prior performance had unfortunately caused him to cream
his pants.
Something that
hadn’t happed to him since his teens,
So having tipped
his barrow prematurely his further participation was ruled out as he wouldn’t
be able to make any meaningful contribution to the proceedings for the next 30
minutes so he left the girls playing together.
Tom decided to go
to the staff room and wait for his recuperation, where lusty tales from the
redoubtable Kelly and her girlfriend Claire began to put lead back in his
pencil.
The loading was
completed when he returned to the Stable set and discreetly watched Michele and
Cathy noshing each other 69 style, then he slipped back out into the corridor
again.
It was about forty
minutes after he first left the girls that he returned to the stable set, just
in time to see a red faced Cathy bustle through the doorway and collide with
him.
“Oh hello” Cathy
said somewhat flustered and as they stood there in close proximity she reached
up and kissed him long and slow, her lips tasted of pussy and so did her
tongue.
“Must dash” she
said abruptly with a giggle “I have to go and punish someone”
As Cathy walked
away to get ready for her next customer she was feeling very turned on and a
little surprised, she had never before been attracted to a girl, but she had
been in the stable, she was in fact, obviously, otherwise she wouldn’t have
done what she had done or allowed Michele to do it to her.
Cathy had one or
two dalliances in her teens but that was only kissing which didn’t lead
anywhere.
She was then and
always had been very partial to cock and she was still very keen to try Toms
and furthermore she was confident he was going to let her, or at least she
hoped he would.
As Cathy walked
away to get ready for her next customer she was feeling very turned on and a
little surprised, she had never before been attracted to a girl, but she had
been in the stable, she was in fact, obviously, otherwise she wouldn’t have
done what she had done or allowed Michele to do it to her.
Cathy had one or
two dalliances in her teens but that was only kissing which didn’t lead
anywhere.
She was then and
always had been very partial to cock and she was still very keen to try Toms
and furthermore she was confident he was going to let her, or at least she
hoped he would.
Tom watched her
walk away and then he went through the stable door and saw Michele lying on top
of the horse blanket with her eyes closed and a very definite smile on her
lips.
But as his curled
beast was reawakening he was interested in lips of a different kind.
“Well this time
you have definitely been naughty” he said standing over her and she opened her
eyes and looked up at him.
“Yes very naughty”
she said and the smile turned into a grin.
“But I don’t want
another spank” she said quickly as she rose up onto her knees in front of him,
Tom inclined his head to kiss her and she obliged him enthusiastically.
Michele’s lips
tasted of Cathy, and he suspected they would again sometime soon.
The kiss only
lasted seconds as she had eyes only for his belt as she quickly undid the
buckle and then equally quickly moved on to his flies,
Once she had
pulled the zipper down, Toms trousers and pants quickly followed, then she
roughly grabbed hold of his cock.
“It’s sticky” Michele
said and giggled
“It was you and
your girlfriend who made it sticky” he said and Michele giggled again and then
took his sticky cock in her mouth.
Tom suspected that
on that day she had experienced many firsts and he was almost certain she’d
never sucked on a cock before, he had been on the receiving end on many
occasions and as enthusiastic as she was she was not the most proficient but it
was serving its purpose.
When she
disengaged her enthusiastic lips from his bell end he sat down on the blanket
beside her, his cock standing perpendicularly proud and the dirty little filly
took no persuading to climb aboard and at the second attempt her tight pussy
lips encased his throbbing cock as her slippery lips slid down to the root of
his shaft.
And the satisfying
moan that escaped her as she mounted him was such a primeval, sensual sound
which made him grow inside her.
Tom made Michele
remove her sweater and he saw her glorious little naked body for the first
time.
She had beautiful little tits with perfect rose bud nipples which jiggled
deliciously and if she was at
all self-conscious she didn’t show it as she set about riding him to the finish
line.
As things
progressed with Michele riding on Tom’s cock it was clear that she was losing
control, a horse beneath her she could control but she was riding a very
different beast and she was not all together in command.
So grasping a
divine little cheek in each hand Tom pulled her tightly onto him and rolled her
sideways so she was on her back and he was on his knees.
She looked small
and delicate on her back, her tits all but disappeared but the soft clear skin
led down unblemished to the neat triangle of blonde hair and the narrow
trembling hips.
Tom then proceeded
to finish what Michele had started but with all the activity on a hay bale, not
designed for the purpose it was being employed in, it crumbled and fell to the
floor and Michele went along with it.
But undeterred she
scrambled to her feet and climbed onto a less used bail and as her pert
buttocks waivered before him he plugged into her tight cunny in an instant.
He wasn’t all
together sure that that was what she had in mind but she didn’t complain; in
fact the only utterances from her were of the animal kind as he toyed with her
soft little tits and teased her rosebud nipples and stared at her delightful
quivering buttocks as he performed repeated penetrations of her tight cunny
until with a girlish scream and a satisfying shudder she came, hard, and Tom
gave her two more extremely short strokes and he followed her to the finish
line.
Reluctantly, Tom
withdrew from the comfortable heat of her pussy and she immediately turned
around and hugged him.
“Wow” she said
panting hard “this is the best birthday treat ever”
It wasn’t actually
her birthday but it had come about as a direct result of coming of age and
receiving the financial independence to indulge her fantasies but although it
wasn’t strictly speaking her birthday it was very much a treat, and one she
would be indulging in again and again.
“Happy birthday”
Tom said and hugged her back.
Tom had redressed
and was sitting on the remaining hay bales watching Michele wrapped in a horse
blanket and still wearing her riding boots moving around the stable gathering
her clothes together.
Tom’s duties were
complete but he was in no rush to leave, glanced at his watch and then at
Michele with a little bit of fluff showing below her blanket, and he decided he
would stay and watch her a little bit longer.
Normally when the
deed was done he made a polite exit.
“So what do you
have in mind for your next session?” he asked “another treat?”
“Oh yes” she
replied “I have loads of things in mind”
“And a few new
ones I’m guessing after today” He said
“Oh yes” Michele
replied wistfully
Tom was of course
referring to Cathy’s unexpected involvement in proceedings which resulted in
the noshing of each other’s pussies, a first for both participants.
Michele had a
lengthy play book, full of sexy scenarios, that she was anxious to bring to
fruition.
However the
inclusion of a girl, or perhaps girls, had hitherto gone unconsidered in her
fantasies.
Going forward that
would very much have to change.
As Michele had
gone silent he assumed she was digesting what he had said and contented himself
watching her.
She was completely
naked with her back to him and he continued to watch in silence as she wriggled
her skinny arse into her jeans and then she bent over and her breasts hung down
seductively as one at a time she pulled on her shoes.
All too soon it
was over and she was fully dressed and walking towards him.
“Well I hope I’m
included in another of your “Treats”” Tom said and kissed her forehead
“God yes” she
exclaimed
Although it was
relatively early she went to her room and ordered room service, and in bed and
asleep by nine, she was completely exhausted, partly due to jet lag but mainly
because of the number of times she had cum.
So she slept and
dreamt about Cumming again the next day.
