For his entire stay in the hotel the personalized service had been excellent; however, as is often the case, there seemed to be one hotel staff member...who not only tried to be as helpful as possible but also appeared genuinely pleased to do so and in this case that was Angelina. Anytime he wanted to be driven somewhere he had called the number on the card she had given him, and if she was on duty, she drove him personally. On the last evening he planned on spending at the hotel he decided to. I had no need to touch the vibrator. I’d never had this thing on Max before. And, my God, it was quite capable of doing the job on its own. It’s circular motions driving it inwards while my cunt muscles worked hard to push it out. With my face buried in the duvet, I reached behind, squeezing my buttocks, one of my fingers finding my bum hole. God, I had to raise my head to breathe. I was gasping. Clenching and unclenching my buttocks, the heat rising in my cunt. I put one hand underneath me,. ...!', your plea was scarcely audible.....Your face was averted, your body passive and slack. For some reason I wanted to hit you...to destroy that passivity and galvanise you into an active willingness ....I nearly responded too, then realised that I could lose my sense of purpose if a dialogue got going, I was in the grip of pure lust. The taste, touch and smell of you had awoken an unthinking b**st in me and I resolved to go with the flow of those primaeval urges.I reached forwards and. She pouted a little, betraying her frustration with being left alone on a day that should have been all about her."But it is mother's day?!" he said. He attempted to pack his voice with as much shock and dismay as he could."Well at least someone remembers!" She said with a huff. She crossed her arms with a huff, frustrated.***In his mind the whole scene played itself out before him, every plan coming true in a best case scenario.***"Can I come inside?" he asked, smiling roguishly"Of course!".