I’m Robert, your personal butler.” The concierge exclaimed. “You’re guests on the Astor Floor where along with the staff I will assure privacy...and meet your every need.” Robert escorted us to a Tuscan style suite overlooking ocean-side golf holes on the property’s links adjacent to Monarch Beach. The butler was blond, buff and tanned wearing khaki cords, a long sleeved teal button-down, and black cashmere v-neck sweater vest. With a pleasant smile Robert wished us a pleasant stay and closed. It was a very long time before either of them was interested in speaking to the other. Finally, Joanne took her face away from that of her lovely companion and spoke."How does that poor woman in the cage look to be doing, Annie?" She's such a big girl, Jo. It must be bloody awful for her in there. It won't be so bad for me when my turn comes, because I'm so small, but that poor thing must be going through the most awful torture. Can't we do something for her?"Joanne was silent for a while."I. Having exhausted my lust of her breasts i moved downwards to pay her back for the blow job. Slowly i parted her legs and felt the stickiness of her precum near her cunt. I started licking wherever i could taste anything salty and she started moaning again, Before i tasted her cunt i moved further down to her silky legs which i always adored and licking and sucked each and every portion of her thighs, calves and feet. She giggled as i ran my tongue over her ankles and sucked and bit her toes.. "And the winner is ... Katelin!"While Katelin was jumping up and down with glee, several of the other girls yelled out, "What did you guess?" | "What did she guess?" (depending on whether they yelled at Katelin or Julia).Katelin answered, "280." Julia handed the slip over to one of the inquirers, and it started rotating around the table, just to prove that Julia hadn't fixed THIS competition, unlike the RPS game with Carol's girls.Many of the girls expressed amazement that Katelin had guessed.