After some time, she fancied she heard his moans of pleasure, and his building orgasm, even as she started to finger herself harder, avoiding putting ...er fingers inside this time, letting the scenario take over.The quiver in her belly traveled between her navel and her clit, a humming, a singing, along her nerves. He's going to cum, shoot his hot wad all over my mouth and tits, unless I stop, Trina told herself. She could almost hear him speak the words, say he was about to make it; she. The bellman opened the door to the room and held it open for Master and slaveto enter. He put the two suitcases on the stands and began to describe theamenities of the room. It was a wonderful room, and did have lots of nice features,but i think he was milking the situation a bit. He was telling us about theconvenience bar, VCR, computer connection, big screen TV, whirlpool bath etc.Even when he opened the curtains to a breathtaking view of San Francisco Bay, and much more, the bellman's eyes. This must not happen. I was very happy with Steve, and my happiness apart, I would do nothing to hurt him. Then again, that other old saying, "What the eye doesn't see, the heart doesn't grieve about." If it happened at all, it would have to be in strict secrecy and when Steve was off on a business trip for a few days.There was also the matter of Hugh himself. As far as I knew, and despite my own love for him, he had never shown any special sexual desire for me. I knew that little boys were. "What's wrong?" Daddy looked at her, but I was looking at him and licking my lips and wondering if half of half of all those girls in Seventeen had really fucked their own dads or not."I have a little headache," she said, kinda snappish, but mostly just sounding annoyed. "I'm going to go lay down for awhile."We didn't say anything as Mom left the table, ignoring me and giving Dad a piercing sort of look, like saying, I hope you know what you're doing!"God!" I giggled after I looked over my.