The hotel is booked solid; it’s the peak of the season.”“Nothing? Come on, there must be something available?”He punched a few more buttons on...his keyboard and shook his head. “I’m very sorry.”Tony was furious, and Suzanne was crying, with Jackie’s arms around her shoulders. “This is ridiculous! Let’s go. We can find another place on this island.”I looked back at the manager, curious as to what he would do at the prospect of losing a week’s rates. It didn’t faze him. “I’m sorry you feel that. Her skin was clear and it looked smooth and soft, how he wanted to touch it, feel its softness beneath his fingers. Her eyes were clear sky blue, the color of a summer sky. George had to adjust his suit pants a little bit as he got out of the car, it seemed they were a little tighter than before. He walked into the coffee shop and ordered his usual, a large black ‘house special.’ There she was, the brunette. She looked as beautiful as she always did. She was somewhere in her early thirties.. As soon as he found the light switch and flicked it on he knew why it felt familiar. It was his room in his parent's house from his teens. Looking around, he saw his calendar on the wall, where it had always been hung. According to it, today was September 1st, 1984.Peter wondered if it had all been a dream. If it had been, it was the most realistic dream ever. The memories of the dream did not fade, like memories of dreams normally did. No, they were as clear as any memory. Was he dead? Was. He pulls me closer and then smacks my ass again. It was a good one, loud, and just slightly painful. He then spins me around and pulls me down and towards him. I fell to his lap and pushed my knees to the outside so that I was straddling him. His cock was still out and very hard. I put all my weight down on him and could feel his cock pushing against my pussy. I slowly started to grind on him, back and forth pushing myself all the way down onto the base of his cock and slowly, sensually sliding.