So slowly moved him to other rooms and before we go down stairs he asked ‘Amutha can I use your bathroom for a while’ and I said for sure use the ...edroom one, I will go down and wait for you. He went in and locked the room. I went inside to take my handbag to give him the credit card details and heard some noise in the bathroom. I went close and put my year close to the door and was shocked (but I don’t blame him). I could hear him masturbating while moaning about me such as ‘oh ya baby come on. I threw my hand back to prop me up and placed the other on the back of his head. I closed my eyes as my head fell back, letting out more loud moans, as the waves began to become less intense. I took my hand from his head and cupped my breast, massaging it, the sweat had now formed a perfect layer on my skin. He then pushed both his fingers deep inside me, the sharp feeling of pleasure shot through my body causing me to fall backwards on the bed, the moaning starting all over again. He furiously. "Mandy immediately looked down, a cigarette hanging from her lips awkwardly, morose and silent, aware she was up shit's creek. The other girls laughed a little, but my outrage settled them down fairly quickly. I couldn't speak, however I glared at them and they got the message. After a moment, they extinguished their smokables and scrambled to put their clothes on, dashing for her door as soon as they were dressed and could grab their purses. I glared at them and said nothing as they left.When. That thought confused him. He'd never felt that way about her or their relationship. She had always been his equal in all things within their marriage. Now, though, he wanted nothing more than to throw her down and fuck her relentlessly. Reclaim her. Then there was the urge to break every bone in Benji's body. Patrick's hands closed into tight fists as he imagined doing unmentionable things to that smug, pretty faced jackass. Years of martial arts training, two black belts and a carefully honed.