Last night you were reluctant, but now, don’t refuse me. Please give me that pleasure.”“I will Vaani. But first, I want to pay tributes to your ...eautiful womanhood, and want to see you enjoy it. Both us have been starved of sex. So let us make the most of it and enjoy ourselves” I said.My hands slowly went to her breasts while our lips were locked with each others, exploring our mouths, and I was able to slide away her saree. Her blouse was without a few buttons, making it easy for me to get. We walked in front, past the lobby and up the stairs to our left. About halfway down he stopped and opened his door. His room was tiny, but pleasant. King bed straight ahead against the right wall, open sink area on the far wall. He went directly to the desk, opened a bottle of Knob Creek, and pureed two glasses. He came back to me, handed me a glass and sat down on the bed. "Sit down with me" he said as he patted the bed beside him. "Let's drink a little." I sat. He laid his hand on my thigh.. His right hand descended down and found Greyson's belt buckle. Soon hehad unclasped it and gotten the loose end through the buckle. Greysondid not stop her. He knew she had made a choice and let her do whatshe felt she must. They always chose this. No one ever wanted to goback to what they were when they could be the embodiment of beautyperfected.The pants were opened and brought down his legs and the underwear soonfollowed until his fully-grown member stood erect and beckoning. Shedidn't. "You must be Mr. Flynn, the warden of this fine establishment." Mattreached out his hand.The warden smiled and shook his hand. "Call me Flynn. I've been expectingyou, Mr. Shaden."Flynn invited Matt inside. "I'm sure you have been briefed about ourprisoner?" Suspect is Layla Caveleri. 23. Under investigation for the possiblemurder of his boyfriend, Jonathan Peltz," Matt responded."Mostly correct. But there's more to this case than you've been led tobelieve." Flynn signaled for Matt to follow.