We went up to my room and I had her sit down on the sofa. I turned on some music and gave her a slow but erotic striptease. I was facing away from her...when i took off my pant, so when I faced her she was eye level with my covered hard dick. I moved closer to her and said you take them off. With shaking hands she pulled my underwear down until my dick popped up and hit her in the face and startled her. She couldn't believe how big I was and started stroking me before she put it into her mouth. John Looked around again. Sure enough, on the thick front of the entry ledge protruded a small square with a skull icon. He almost went to push it before remembering how long it had taken to align the drain.“There is!” John informed him. “But it took me thirty minutes of continuous diving to do this one part. I really don’t want to do it again! I fell asleep once already!”“Uh, not in the water though, right?” Adam joked.“Funny man!” John retorted. “Let me get this done, and then you can help me. They clearly knew each other, and very well at that. “What can I get you, Emily?” She asked with a wink. “Just coffee, black”. Emily glanced at me as I innocently ate my pancakes and pulled something out of her purse. She wrote something down and then folded up the piece of paper. She slid it my way and then got up and walked to the bathroom. Was it just me or was she really wagging her ass on the way? And what a plump ass it was. I quickly opened the note as the server came back with her. After a quick nap, she took a shower and then dressed in her sweats to run down to the salon in the lobby for her scheduled manicure, pedicure, and Brazilian bikini wax. Everything was going to be perfect this Valentine’s Day, and that meant her body as well. At 7:50 p.m., Sandy stood in front of the mirror in her hotel room and gave herself the once over. From top to bottom, even she had to admit she looked stunning. Her long, dark hair was in a beautiful updo, with little white bead pearls.