Her hair was blondeand very long, she wore black rubber stockings and high heels. Usuallythese place were run by old people, no young attractive girls...dressedso kinky.'Thank you, I hope you have a room for me it's terrible out there!'She looked at him.'I am not the owner but my Mistress will be back tomorrow, shall I takeyou to your room it is prepared?''Yes please, I'm so tired.''Well you will need your rest for tomorrow.''Tell me about it!'She led him upstairs. He couldn't help staring at her. .then well go." I hesitantly gave in and he waived the bartender over. He leaned over and whispered something into the female bartenders ear and she pulled back, looked at him oddly then nodded. She quickly poured my girl another strong drink and then went into the back to make mine. I asked why and she replied they were out of a special kind of whiskey. I took a few sips and it tasted okay so I slowly drank it. "Okay times up, let's go babe." as I pulled her arm. I looked at him and said it. “Oh just get in the car!” I said with a wan smile, holding the door open for her.She smiled at me and got in. I shut the door and walked around to the other side, opened the door and got in. Stephie was mostly quiet on the way to Hyde Park, just asking a few questions about who was going to be around and making sure she could see everyone that she wanted to.We walked into the empty house - everyone was at class - and put Stephie’s bag in one of the guest rooms, and then went to the coach house. All the while I was sucking the older guy, he had his hand on the top of my head, not pushing but keeping me down on his cock at a tempo and depth that obviously pleased him judging by the precum that was lubricating his cock and my lips. The finger in my asshole felt good now as he pushed in and out it was soon joined by another spit covered finger which hurt a little as it was not gentle. I found myself pushing my ass back a little to let him have better access then the finger was withdrawn.