I was supposed to bring a plus one. I don’t have one. I know you’re married, and I know we just met; but how would it be if I asked you to be my p...us one for the evening?”“You’re speaking at the thing?” she said.“Yes, I do it a lot,” he said, “speak that is.”He was a stranger. She was married. He was a speaker. He was an investor. This could be an opportunity for her, and for her Sam, her war hero. She frowned; Sam might not like her being escorted to some fancy do by a stranger; no, that’s not. The constant movement - and watching her - was too much and I leaned down, rubbing her tits through her top. Without missing a beat, she undid the first three buttons on her blouse, pulled it open and slipped her tits out of her bra.“Fuck,” I hissed and she looked up at me, her eyes wide and bright. “Fuck me,” I said and leaned forward, my fingers finding the soft flesh of her tits and the harder tautness of her nipples. She kept moving her head and I quickly realised I was holding back the. I removed my every cloth and kept it in my bag (even my mobile to avoid disturbance).The dominant guy then took that bag and kept it in the locker of the hotel cupboard and locked it. He started watching tv and I was sitting on my knees next to the bed looking at him.He completely ignored me for an hour before he got a call on his phone. He started getting ready and I didn’t know what was going on. He said that he was going out for work.He then took me to the bathroom with ropes. He tied my. I knew that they were telling each other what a nasty whore I was but I knew that all of them would eventually be sticking their docks in one hole or another before I was done.The guy pulled his cock from my ass and another one took his spot. He came really quickly and I was still on my elbows with my saggy tits swinging back and forth as I was drilled several more times. I finally rolled over and told everybody that my mouth could use some hard cock too. Then, I had several boys taking turns.