He pushed at my throat this time. He kept the pressure as I felt the head squeeze into my throat then going deeper until my nose was up against his te...ticles. He pulled out. I almost heaved. I was so glad I didn't."Keep your mouth open wide."He pushed back in before I could reply. He squeezed his cock into my throat easier this time. As he continued, I closed my eyes to try to keep my saliva out of it. I felt so gross and disgusting again. Was there a way to do this so I wasn't upside down?My. I almost cursed when I heard their names coming closer. I had no other choice than to slowly walk into the pitch dark while still keeping the opening in my sight. I made a few steps and bumped into a wall. The air was very moist and cold down here and I was already getting goosebumps. I squat down trying to keep myself warm.Unlucky as I was I saw 4 shapes at the opening looking down the stairs. There was no chance of the seeing me but due to much light around them I couldn't make out their. It wasn't long before she arrived at the hotel. Checking her messages,Reggie said a room key was available at reception for "Lacey Bombshell"from the salon. She looked over at the sissy trying to devise a way forit to collect but, with its hands locked to its waist, it would have beendifficult. "Oh well! This should be fun anyway," she said looking overher maid. Exiting the car, she quickly made her way round to help thebound sissy out.Simon knew he would be seen but this was it, the home. He sat back up and thought for a moment as he stared out the window seeing nothing in turn from its blackness. The drizzle outside was a static rhythm and was pleasing to his ears. The teen had a deep psychological love for the rain and thunder. He ran his hand through his slightly greasy hair, continuing to stare out the window in deep thought. His thoughts were on a girl as most boys his age often thought of but not in the same crude manner as his brethren. This boy was different, or maybe.