At the end of the day, Doug drove the rental car to the Hyatt and the two checked in. As they rode the elevator up to their floor, Doug said, "Meet me...in the bar in thirty. We'll have dinner here. They have a good restaurant downstairs."Tracy cleaned up, checked that she looked acceptable as a dinner companion, did some email and Facebook replies, and then headed down to the bar. The Hyatt bar was alive with activity. About two-thirds of the room consisted of males, mostly in the mid-thirties. The dark surrounding Kimber continued to force her physical awareness to escalate higher and higher. The wetness drowning her sensitive, stimulated, tortured pussy dripped out of her, coating her thighs. Her mouth, filled with his flesh, had worked hungrily, the only physical touch she was able to hold onto. Her hands, long bound to her thighs could do little but touch a small area of skin as she quivered and quaked under the buzzing assault of the vibrator trapped inside of her, her brother’s. ”She then went on to say she felt she wanted to go further along that road,” did I mind as I had not had a great involvement during the holiday.” Me? I had enjoyed it more than anything we had done sexually before and I told her that” Watching her absorbing the pain had had a strange effect as well a form of loving that I could not explain wanting to give her whatever it was what she desired, wielding that whip on her body had been a rush of adrenaline that had lifted me more than anything I. He kept going until I was ready to explode. “You’re gonna make me cum!” I squeaked. He stopped and moved up so his cock was rubbing against mine. I was dripping like a fountain, but only precum. He kissed me hard and continued to grind on me, our bodies both squirming. I wrapped my legs around him tight. He spit into his palm and reached down to ready my hole. I felt two fingers spreading me and parted my legs wider for him. He spit in his palm again and stroked his cock. “I have a condom.” I.