As Herrington sat at the table, the remains of a meal were being cleared. “Would you like coffee or tea, Mr. Herrington?” Anderson asked.“Coffee... please sugar and cream.” Anderson looked to the young man bussing the table. “I’ll have another coffee too.”“Yes, sir. Will you be having breakfast as well, sir?” Eugene was asked. “The cook is prepared to provide anything you care for. But I do suggest you order now. The hotel cook comes on duty in 45 minutes. And quite frankly, he couldn’t fry an. The pace began to go harder, but he maintained a steady pace as he thrust even deeper and harder into me. I was moaning as he continued to fuck my pussy. His face was down at my neckline.He kissed my shoulder, and whispered in my ear, "I love you."I returned the phrase to him. My body was on the verge of another orgasm, but I forced myself to wait for him. I wanted to cum together.I luckily didn't have to wait too long, as he came within a few minutes of muttering, "I love you."Once we had. Jose grabbed her exposed nipples, erect from the sudden breeze, and twisted them painfully.--- "Sir, what?" --- he asked.--- "Please, sir." --- she pushed a bit more.Jose twisted her nipples again cruelly, making her cry out in pain.--- "What did you want to say?"--- "I'm sorry, sir. I'll do it."--- "You'll do what?" --- he asked lifting her tiny breasts by her nipples--- "I'll fuck him."--- "I think it's no way to address your superior, is it?"--- "Yes, sir. Of course, sir" --- she gasped as. With our eyes wide open.”We spent the rest of the afternoon and evening together, and at bedtime, I grabbed my silk pajamas and headed to the coach house to spend the night with Jennifer and Josie. Jennifer slept between Josie and me as she had the previous times, giving a contented sigh when the three of us snuggled close.“Seven months to go!” Jennifer said when we woke up Sunday morning. “My calculation is around February 25th.”“I’m glad it’s not a leap year! Can you imagine having February.