I looked up at his face. It was flush. A drop of sweat traveled down the side of his head. He looked cute. I moved my left hand to the center of his c...est and felt his heartbeat. My right hand sped up. I felt his pulse through the thick veins on his penis then the rush of semen. He came. Cameron groaned and panted on my lap. His hips stopped. We kissed. I traced the index finger of my right hand along the underside of Camerons shaft up to the tip where some cum pooled. I dabbed my index finger. She giggles and continues. I feel her tongue on the soft skin of my inner thigh. Then the other thigh. I am desperate for her to get to my sex.“Please,” I say. “Please lick my pussy.”“Don’t know what a pussy is,” she is saying between kisses. “Try something else.”“Please, Grace,” I almost plead. I know what she wants and say it. “Please lick my cunt.”“That’s better,” she says to me as she kisses higher on my thigh, teasing me with her lips and tongue. “You have got to be a filthy little. He slid his hand up the inside of my thigh and very barely touching me he let his fingertips glide over my fanny that I could feel was wet, body was enjoying itself, mind was not. A knock sounded at the hotel room door. With a kiss to both of my eyelids and a lingering kiss on my lips he slipped a blindfold over my eyes. As he tied it snugly, he whispered in my ear, there is nothing you can do to stop what is about to happen to you. I heard the open and close of the hotel room door. “Hello”. I said dont fucking touch me! he growled. Can no one in this house do what they are told? She dropped to her knees and hung her head. Kaneez is sorry, My Lord, she sobbed. I dont give a shit how sorry you are! Just leave me alone! Yes, Ahriman, she whispered, and he stalked down the basement stairs. At the bottom, he punched in the code for the bitches room and flicked on the light. Giolla was asleep on her cot in the corner, and the bitch was curled up in a fetal position next to the cot..