"Hi," she squeaked as she held up her business card, "I'm Melanie and I'm your girl from the Spanking Agency."*As befitting the age of the house, the ...ain sitting room was dominated by a grand fireplace with an oak surround where a bundle of logs crackled and snapped merrily. Sat perched on the edge of a dark leather chair, Melanie was, at last, coming to terms with the events of the previous few minutes. Talk about being knocked sideways and having your nipples twiddled with. Now she. This hotel was very cheap (one of its advantages) and didn't have night staff on call. Once inside I let the door relock behind me and carried her to the single old lift.I pushed the button on the lift and held her upright against me while we waited for the lift to come back down to the lobby and, so as not to give her time to think about the possible consequences of coming up to my room inside a locked up hotel, I apologised for the poor condition of the hotel.When we got to the room I. The cock was slimy. Tasting salty and bitter as he opened his mouth. He felt a similar sliminess at his rear as his asscheeks were spread apart. Soon he was taking ratling dick at both ends. As was Lara.The Elf did his best not to gag. Tears filling his eyes at this new humiliation. Ratlings were among the lowest of the low. Foul, cruel, disgusting creatures. Now he was their whore.Lara knew now that his masculinity was also gone. If he had any left he would have at least protested. Instead He. A black hand contrasted with the white, a grinning black mouth sucked the left then the right, her head back, fingers in his curly hair, as the feelings coursed through her body and her heart began to thump once more. The skirt soon loosed, and fell away, the suspender belt followed and then while her eager fingers rolled the stockings away while he took off his trousers and those awkward ‘y’ fronts. Both naked now she bent to his magnificently stiff tool, her tongue a blur as it explored the.