I will show you my toys but you have to promise one thing. You will not tell anybody anything about this. Is that OK for you? I swear that I will not ...ell anybody anything. Good little Miss Masturbation., I smiled. Now come with me. We went to our room and Sarah sat on the bed while I picked my backpack and took out my toys. Here they are. I laid them onto the bed and Sarah almost collapsed. Ohhh… my… gosh… These ones are soooo huge… Actually I was afraid to try your little pocket rocket but. Her eyes strayed to the hotel identification card on her left breast. She removed it and examined the name and picture on it. She read the name Maria Chavez and looked at the passport-sized picture of her without the slightest amount of emotion. Age, job, race, religion, sexual preference, and political affiliation, it bore no weight on her mind. She had only one restriction, a rule if you will no underage targets. Her boss laughed when she told him this. She could get in bed with the CEO of. The dizziness I feel from my restricted breathing makes my body only too aware of how addicted I have become to this part of my life, to this man. Drawing back the sheer window coverings, I stand there looking out into the night trying to focus on the building opposite mine, my attention on one window in particular.When did I become aware of my audience? When did my body start craving the indecent, depraved need I had to share myself with a stranger? My secretive, shameful secret excites me. What a tights ass.She paced slowly back and forth as she delivered her presentation. With stridde a little of her thigh was revealed and then hidden through the slit in her skirt. Her steps were casual and slow. Her hips swayed gently from side to side with each graceful placement of those lovely feet. Her ass rocked up and down with the sway like the gentle rhythm of a seesaw. After speaking for about a minute she strode back towards the podium and placed one hand to the left of the lectern.