She looked around and?kept asking me where she was.?I ignored her questions, and used my authoritative voice and held her arm and told her to walk wit... me. She followed me into the hotel room. ?Once she saw that the room really was a hotel room, she turned around and looked at me with her eyes wide and face flushed. "Why did you bring me here?" she nervously asked. Knowing what I had already done and was about to do, I felt nervous too, but I didn't show it. ?"Come on, baby, you know why I. Can I hang my coat and sit?" I'm sorry. I'll buzz Clara. Can I have her get you anything?" No thanks," replied Bess, removing her expensive sable coat and handing it to Clara when she darted in."Thanks Clara. Hold my calls." She rushed out--her hands unable to resist stroking the rich smoothness.Under the coat, the satiny dress draped perfectly over Bess's figure--a haut couture fitting--a one of a kind dress. From face to feet, she looked svelte. All baby fat gone--it was as if her skin sucked. She’d come of the shower into the living room wearing a towel around her that showed off the tops of her boobies and barely covered her crotch.She’d bent over in front of me sticking her lovely little heart shaped ass up in the air for me to see. Angie would pull her shoulders back pushing out her cupcake sized titties and deliberately brush them across my chest as she walked past me.As we’d watch TV, Angie would curl up beside me and deliberately wiggle around rubbing her breasts against my. My hardness was waning. I sat back down on the table and soon heard a knock on the door and that now familiar broken English voice rang “Yoo deecint, Missa Macuna….uh, ah mien Missa Mac?” I gave Suzie permission to enter and she walked in with that same bright smile. I began to wonder what it would be like to slide my cock into that tiny little mouth of hers. I was imagining me holding the back of her head of long black hair and pumping a few loads of cum into her.