I freeze as tI hear the lock click and the door opens.“Hello, Ms McDonald, It’s me, Joanne.” The hotel receptionist Joanne comes into the room. ...he’d been here last night. I’d brought her up here after catching her masturbating to lesbian porn while on duty at the front desk. I’d gone to a sex shop this afternoon to purchase a strap-on as I wanted to recreate the video she’d been watching. However, I appear to have been quite distracted, firstly by the sales assistant in the shop and then by. Well, if thats true, we been wishing all day we had gotten a better look, werent we guys? and he turned smirking to his buddies. here, just come back with us, join the party, well give you a ride after the party is over. And he more or less picked me up and carried me back behind the gas station. They had gathered sticks and stuff from the ditch and had a small bonfire going in the parking lot. Their truck was parked in such a way that it was out of view from the road, and blocked the fire. A pair of sharp slaps, one on each cheek, was enough to force a sob from her lips. I realised that the spanking was causing the dildo to shift inside her ass, which, in turn, was sending tremors through her stuffed pussy. I raised my hand again, and again, each ringing slap causing her body to buck uncontrollably as the dildo throbbed and shifted inside her. Another slap, and the tremor became quake, the muffled sobs replaced by a full-bodied cry of agony and desire. Again and again I spanked. She wondered why the light was so bright in her room. Had she overslept? She sat up and opened her eyes. A sick feeling of panic rose from the pit of her stomach and forced itself out of her mouth in a piercing wail. She wasn’t in her own bed! She wasn’t even at home! Suddenly remembering the struggle as she was headed home from school, she shrieked again and tears streamed down her face. Gasping after her second cry of horror, Cindy fought to control her breathing as her tears continued to.