I knocked on the room 126, and I heard him say "Its open baby, come in", and once while we were talking he said he never had a blowjob and I promised ...hat would be the first thing I did for him. So I walked in and on the bed he layed in a nice blue dress, with some fish nets on, and under their I saw a white g-string. I instantly got hard, and couldn't wait for what was to come. I walked over to him, and told him that I've waited months for this, and he grabbed me by my jacket and started to. Humans are naturally meant to crouch when using the loo, after all. I get out, as dry as I can get with no tissue and spot two bowls. One, with strawberry flavored water in it, the other with my name (Rachel) and porridge in it. I guessed the porridge was piping hot when it was put into the bowl, as even now it was still just a little warm, though not much. There were no cutlery items. The porridge smelt wonderful, despite being slightly cold, it had raisins in it, and cinnamon and I could see. I held my breath as she let go, nearly frozen with the head of my clit penetrating her. Our eyes never broke from each other, not even to dare to blink. Her arms stretched out, as her hands took hold of my hips. As she drew me closer to her, she also drew my clit deeper inside. The feeling was exquisite, as the shaft of my clit slid slowly inside of her. April and I have fucked before, from making slow passionate love at home on Valentine's Day, to wildly and awkwardly fucking in our car. " Alex is outside," Yvette said pointedly, frowning. "He really should be here."The quack looked at me in askance. "I wanted him nearby in case this did involve him."He nodded, "Yvette, I think you will have to accept that that is Peter's decision to make. Not yours and not Alex's."He shocked us both with that one. We sat. We talked. The surprises continued for me."Peter, I just..." Yvette sighed and bit her lip, "I don't ... Peter, I love you. I really do. But..." Vette, just tell me. Whatever.