Eventually I could take no more teasing and after a few short thrusts of throat fucking, I picked her up and threw onto the bed. I forcefully spread h...r legs wide apart and help them down so she couldn’t squirm. In the process, I was spreading her pussy lips thus making her pulsing clit pop out for me to attack.At first I went with slow licks around and in her pussy. I was building up to licking fast and hard on her clit even biting on it to make the sensitivity rise. She screamed for me to. The second is..."Chris poked his own finger into Lisa's chest, the exposed skin above the top of her dress, and pushed back." ... that you help her too, or it might be me with the knife. Got that?"Lisa looked at him in surprise. "Yes. Fair enough."Then she gave him a long look. "I just hope you know what you're doing."Chris agreed. "I sure hope so too." So, just how am I supposed to help unless you tell me what's going on?" Lisa's expression left no doubt that she intended to hassle Chris until. Finally, she said “I want to see it.” And she slid off the stool and took me to the backroom of the store. As soon as we got in the backroom, I started untying my football pants, but I wasn’t moving fast enough for her. “Take the fucker out.” She said in a loud and commanding voice. “So help me, if you don’t take that fucker out, I am going to slap you.” She said as she tugged on the front of my pants. Her tugging only made the knot tighter and harder to unfasten, so she reached up and slapped. But there is one particular evening I’ll never forget. It came at the end of a busy day, when I’d been helping out all through the day as well as doing breakfast and dinner. But eventually the last diners had retired to the lounge for a coffee, or to the bar for something stronger, and the tables had been prepared for the next morning’s breakfast. Usually, I’d have gone straight to bed after a long day like that, but this evening I needed to relax. The hotel’s indoor swimming pool and steam.