His breathing becoming somewhat harsher, yet still controlled. She had known that she would have an exciting evening with this man... she did not act...ally plan for her reaction to his presence. She had intended to be much more in control than she was, her body betraying her at every juncture. Now as she melted against his chest and he continued his exploration of her body. All she wanted was to be nude with her flesh pressing against him. To feel her moist inner channel filled with him, and. I run to the lift and saw where it stopped. It was on the first floor. I rushed to the first floor by stairs.As I peeped in the gallery I looked at both sides. The lift was getting closed and the liftman was standing with thumbs up. I looked at the other side and the man was entering in the corner room gate. I rushed to the gate and it was closed. I tried to peep inside but I could see nothing. I waited for a while and then room service arrive, the guy knocked the gate. Another man of same age. The usurper's mind was now filled with a strangely submissive jealousy at the words of his new Mistress, knowing the humiliated cur would dance on the gallows for her tomorrow, making his pleasure uncontrollable as he envied the cur; oh how he wanted to hang for her as the lush orgasm surged up from his balls.The cur closed his eyes and thought of nothing but being noosed as the usurper's cock pulsed hard while he sucked, and his own cock stood hard and dribbled pre-cum as the usurper moaned in. I looked at Gilleena and got a little wink and nod. I kissed Faenel’s hand again and said, “Tell my brother, Thoron, that my lady Gilleena would be happy to entertain him this evening at his convenience.”“I’ll convey that message, kind Sir. What time shall I expect you for my therapy session?”I’d be lying through my teeth if I said I had any regrets. Faenel, in spite of still feeling stiff and sore as a result of her terrible injuries, still had enough moves to satisfy the libido of a satyr.I.