So he did. he pulled the front of her shirt out and let his finger roam inside across her rock hard nipples. "let's go outside and talk" he said. They...stepped out of the door into a dark hallway. he grabs her and kisses her. she looked surprised at first but then she deepened the kiss. the door opened and they jumped apart. he pulled up up the stairs to the side and slid his hand down her pants finding her pussy was already sopping wet. she reached in her back pocket and pulled out her room. That was the behaviour of a countess to a scullery maid, not aguest to a hotel proprietress.But now it's Gemma who begins showing deference, for the young womandescending the staircase emits an aura that demands it.Her sleek, shoulder-length raven hair is brushed forward into a longfringe, framing pale, unexceptional features invigorated by intelligentalmond-shaped eyes and full, dark red lips. Her emerald cocktail dress hasonly one sleeve, loose and gathered at the wrist with a thin cord,. Thanks for your efforts to satisfy my kinks. When Carol and I started down this road, I couldn’t imagine anything remotely like last night. Again, thanks.“Second, Charlie and I will be taking a ... sabbatical of sorts this weekend. We’ll be spending it by ourselves in the D house. I’ll be here Monday morning early, before heading to East Buttfuck ... or wherever this damned meeting is the boss wants me to attend.”There was some chuckling.“Particularly after last night, I’ll certainly find. Bloodied.My wife can come up a hundred words to describe the violent shade of fiery red that is my burning buttocks, but I only need one: painful.It started a few weeks ago when I was signed up for a silly Internet game –The Race to 2,000 Spanks. My wife saw it and signed "us" up, thinking it would be excellent way to break in our new spanking paddles that my crazy sister-in-law bought us as a wedding present six months previous - "just to keep him in check," she drunkenly teased at the.