.. I don't know, either," he admitted, staring down into his still-naked cleavage. "I ... wasn't there."Dana shook her head, then looked at Ron. "Wh...t happened?"Ron glanced at Carl, then at Steve, then he lowered his gaze to his fingers intertwined on the table. "Uh, I guess we got a little carried away," he said.Steve's eyes widened, then he looked down, knowing that his face was turning crimson. "Uh, it wasn't a dream, was it?" He winced. "We really ... you know."Dana's eyes widened and. Everything was tidied up: sofa cushions were fluffed, the usual array of folders and cardboard signs telling you about room service and what to do with your towels were back in place and the curtains were drawn. Through the open door to her bedroom I could see that the duvet cover was pulled back and there was a towel folded like a swan on the foot of the bed.“Turn down service, dear. I imagine it’s the same in your room. And I’ll do the tea. It’s just about all I can manage so I like to. Ssaaab…Dhire…Dhire…mere chooth fath Gaye.Ignoring her screams I stroke deeper, wet noises phaatch, phaatch, phaatch, grinding my pubic bones on her as her clit get rubbed with my upward strokes. Her G spot strokes with every in and out stroke. Her gasp of pain now turning to pleasure, un-familiar feeling erupting from her pussy as she secreted juices, wailing, body and back arching hhhhh oooohhhh maaahhh nails digging in my back scratching drawing blood as she cum again and again orgasm hitting. Just then a voice warned me to keep my eyes closed or I would be made to really suffer; the pillow case was pulled from my head and replaced with a blindfold; my arms were bound behind me and my hands were tied together. Next I felt my legs forced apart and I was aware of the feeling of someone staring at my shaved cunt. I cannot explain why but instead of feeling fear I felt a surge of horniness rush through my body and my cunt began to juice up.My ankles felt the tightening of the ankle.