Joe. Shall we check in? Let me talk to the concierge, okay?” We walked arm and arm like husband and wife up to the concierge, desk. “Good evening ...ir, Madam. What can I do for you?” a well dressed portly concierge greeted us. “Good evening. I booked a room for Mr and Mrs Hodges earlier.” “Ah yes, that will be Suite 709, left corridor on the seventh floor Madam.” He extracted the key with corresponding numbervtag and handed it to me. We joined two other couples in the lift and as ended to the. "I would practice sucking her fingers. She told me "Men like to see a woman." She would show me her body, massage her tits and pull at her nipples. She taught me to be comfortable masturbating. She would masturbate in front of me."Now you do it Mary, its OK." Sometimes she would rub my pussy and then suck my fingers and say "Mmmmmmm you are such a sweet girl Mary"Angela would let me stay the night in her room and I would learn all about sex and men and what it was to have an orgasm. Most of all. Mike wouldn’t go home he insisted on staying for an all night cock session he was now fully sexually aroused. Everywhere I went even to the bathroom Mike was behind me fingering my cunt or fondling my cock, he said he was going to make sure he had the full benefit of my asshole because of no worries of periods, pregnancy, mood swings, or refusals, it was the first time he fucked a man’s asshole and he really enjoyed the experience, since getting his wife pregnant 12 years ago he fucked her. A great sadness overcame me when I led Madeleine and her lady to the room and as I left I was seething with anger. I freely admit this anger was inappropriate and unfair, since Madeleine was performing impeccably and exactly as I had instructed her. Our Mistress’s words later, regarding that bond between teacher and pupil were true of course but I should have had more self-control. I lingered outside their room and tortured myself as, subdued they were by the heavy door, I could hear the noises.