"How bad do you want your Mistress?" she whispered in my ear."Bad, Mistress Leah."I could feel her undoing my jeans and reaching into my underwear. Sh... soon had my cock in her hand and was squeezing the shaft hard below the head."How bad do you want your Mistress?" she repeated."Real bad Mistress Leah," I explained meekly, unable to really think at this point."And what would you do for your Mistress?" she asked in a whisper."Anything Mistress wants." I sighed."Good," she started, "There is hope. I don't know I did that, it was a dumb move. I was just disorientated still from sleeping and wasn't ready for any kind of confrontation.I heard someone approach the couch. I already knew who it was. I debated opening my eyes and putting a stop to it right then and there but I couldn't. For some reason, I dreaded the complications that would result.I felt my bathrobe slowly being opened and then a warm hand began to massage the shaft of my cock while a wet tongue gently licked my balls, his. ‘That feels so good, Gabe,’ she moaned, her hands going to his back and sliding over the flexing muscles of his ass. She squeezed his tight cheeks, letting her fingers trail between, sliding over the puckered furl hidden there. It was Gabe’s turn to gasp and moan, his teeth sinking deftly into the flesh of her neck, biting down but not breaking the skin. ‘You’re going to make me come, Kaylee,’ he growled, fighting the need that demanded he pound into her sweet core until he spewed his seed into. She was almost in love with this man and she was getting ready to meet him for the first time. Jim had told her to take a taxi to the hotel and that he would call for her a taxi when she was ready to leave. She called for the taxi and was delivered at the Hotel at 7:55pm, five minutes early. She decided to run to the bathroom to check her make up and try to get her nerves under control. Jim was sitting at the hotel bar, watching the door. He knew any minute Amber would walk in. He watched as a.