Her nerves were on edge. She was convinced someone was about to burst into her room and catch her watching this filth, but she just had to see how it ...nded.Jenny Star was scoring major points on Piper. She had Piper in a snakelike entanglement and was rubbing the brunette’s pussy. Piper’s face told the story, it was glazed over, jaw slackened, totally given in to the lust. The referee waved her arms, calling the match for Star. The two wrestlers stood next to the ref and the woman in stripes. My balls were slapping my sister's ass, her cunt was pulsing on my cock, both woman's screams of ecstasy in my ears. It all sent me over the edge, my balls contracted up to the base of my engorged dick, my toes gripped the ground and I pounded into her one last big thrust. The orgasm ripped through my cock, down the insides of my legs and up my middle to splash my brains all over the inside of my head. My cock pumped pain, fire, pleasure and pumped, my hips rocketing in and out of my sisters. ” Then Miranda knew. They carried her to the bed. They tied her wrists, gently but firmly, a blindfold covered her eyes. Her head whirled. But instead of horror and revulsion, Miranda felt something else: helplessness that turned to curiosity, fear that turned to anticipation and shame that flared into excitement and desire. She sensed a face inches from her's. She smelled fresh black pepper and maybe red wine. The kiss, when it came, was gentle, almost tender. “No,” she whispered. Another kiss. “Room service, complimentary afternoon tea for you.”“Bring it in to the bedroom please,” Joanne calls out.Room service is a small, thin, effeminate looking nineteen-year old boy whose eyes almost pop out of his head as he walks in and Joanna signs the chit.He has absolutely no interest in looking at Joanne’s almost naked body, instead he is trembling slightly as he stands close to me and watches intently as Paula sucks my cock.“Have you ever seen a sexy woman sucking a cock as big as that.