Now it was all finger and slippery cunt flesh. His finger. Her flesh. A rush of steaming dew lathered everything. “At least four cocks blasted cum ...nside this fuckhole,” he said evenly, his finger delving into her cream lacquered sheath. “Two more in and around your mouth. I saw you lapping out at it all with your tongue…like…” “Like some kinda cum hungry bitch?” she completed. He quickly brought his left hand to her throat, holding her firmly without constricting. He knew his strength, and. Kate trailed her fingers along the wall of the upstairs hallway. She stopped at the second door on the left side and opened the closed door the guest bedroom she had claimed her own. She entered the bedroom, closed the door behind her, and went straight the small refrigerator the Summer's had graciously put into the room. She grabbed the only thing that sat inside. A larger Sky Vodka bottle.Kate tilted her head back as she took a long swig right from the bottle. The liquid burned the hell out. The 'deal' was how she came to be here. She had booked into the hotel room and left the second key-card with reception. As agreed, she had stripped stark naked and tied the ties to the four corners of the bed. She got on to the bed, feeling the material of the cover on her back, all her senses refined, all heightened. She had rested the blindfold on her forehead and locked her feet and left hand into the ties before drawing the blindfold over her eyes. Then she hesitated. It was all about. I know she wanted to move, but she did as she was told. I listened to her breathing change as her body took control of her. Her soft moans deepened and became more urgent as I became more insistent with my fingers. She was having a difficult time holding still, squirming a little bit as she tried to restrain herself. I could tell by her breathing that she was not far from going over the edge. ‘Everything,’ I whispered in her ear. I say it to her often. It was what I’d always told her. I want.