He pumped in and out of me, I gripped onto the toweling I was lying on and as the orgasm hit I bucked and writhed, moaning into his mouth as my pussy ...alls clamped hard around his fingers. As the pulsating subsided and I recovered from my release, he pulled up and disappeared behind the curtain. I panicked but he soon reappeared. 'Just locking the door,' he said hoarsely and I looked down at his bulge, knowing it was time he received some attention. I rolled onto my side and unbuttoned his. She put the lid on the jar of spunk and said 'Thought you were taking me out tonight?'My mind was a bit of a blur, but we got dressed and set out for the local pub. We ordered a drink and meal and went to play on the fruit machine. We both liked to gamble; but I am more of a risk taker. We took it in turns to play; winning a bit losing a bit. On Lynne's next go she had a chance to double up to £20 but she was reluctant to gamble, but I took over, pressed the gamble button and lost. 'Well,. By the time the doors opened, Anastasia had unbuttoned more than one-half of my shirt and her hair was a mess. I followed her closely down the hall until we reached our room door and after hurriedly opening it, we dragged our bags inside and slammed the door briskly behind us. The look on Anastasia's face was something like I've never seen. Gone seemed the look of innocence and sweetness. Replacing those c***d-like characteristics was intense passion and heavy lust: a woman in heat. She stood. “Ok, well come with me,” she begged. “No, find someone to dance with, make me want to fuck you,” he demanded. Her stomach dropped. Was he really serious? Sara headed to the dance floor alone. Jason chose a booth close to the dance floor so he had a clear view. It didn’t take long for a dance partner to emerge and court Sara. She felt so awkward dancing with someone else, while Jason intently watched her. The alcohol hit harder. She began to relax, and started to feel the music and her.