She entered the hotel suite, went to a complete stop the moment she looked up and saw an immaculate room that was not your typical hotel room. It was...a definite suite. It had an actual living room set up, a small kitchen area to the far right and obviously an actual bedroom somewhere. She slightly startled when he moved passed while removing his coat. He urged, ‘Make yourself comfortable.’ He dropped his coat on a plush chair then removed his snow dampened fedora. He turned to the side, she. The next few moments remained somewhat foggy in his brain. He remembers the continued kissing but then his hand was beneath her shirt groping her bra covered breasts. Her hand was on his pants grasping his cock which had hardened during their encounter. She removed her shirt. They kissed and groped each other a bit more. He then found himself standing in front of her as she sat on the couch.They got to the bedroom and she sat on the edge of the bed looking at him. He stood there with his shirt. I stoked it softly and heard his groans. “That will do very nicely, sir”. I finished undressing this man-child and led him into the bedroom, instructing him to lay down and watch.I stripped slowly for Blaine, letting him see my breasts, my ass and my legs as I slowly turned around. I watched him watch me, then I climbed on the bed with him. While his dick was lovely and any other time I may have wanted to play – this time I just wanted it inside me. I straddled him and slid slowly over his. Eventually, she turned to the office's com screen and called the CID of the hostage contact. In due course, the screen lit with a Voice Only display."What do you want? Are you willing to agree to our terms?" The man spoke in Mandarin.Pru listened to the voice as it spoke, thinking 'Neo-Tantra sensitivity doesn't work very well on the com'. She had set her com for Voice Only as well."Hello, I am called Kanar." She, too, spoke in Mandarin, but the name was Uighur. It was just a hunch. "I speak.