"Well, I'll see he's fetched."Detective Donnar pulled out his notepad and a tape recorder and put a friendly smile on his face. This was just a simple...interview. The only piece of evidence he had connecting Kyle to the crimes was the license plate to his missing car. It was definitely incriminating, but it wasn't enough. A good lawyer would just argue his car was stolen, perhaps by the missing Christy whom Kyle claimed had ran off. So he would treat Kyle merely as a witness and see if the young. I know that and she knows that, and besides, she's a bellhop, not a prostitute.So what do I want from her? I want to talk. Would that be reasonable? Maybe not. She's paid to be a bellhop. Well, okay, maybe's she's paid a bit more to be a stunningly beautiful and sexy bellhop, but asking her to spend time to talk with me? I just don't know. I stare at my phone in the silence of the bedroom.Five minutes after my call my heart skips a beat as she shows up at my suite, still looking as beautiful as. “Now, bend over the coffee table.” I bent over. “Put your legs either side of the table.” Aunty took up her position with room for a good swing. Swish, swish, swish, the cane was worse than the tawse and I cried out after each stroke which seemed to please her. Swish, swish, swish. “Stand up and give your bottom a rub.” Now I was side on to Kate, Pauline and Sarah and my hard on very evident as I rubbed my glowing bum. “I warned you about that,” Aunty said giving my cock a sharp tap. “Kate,. After about 10 minutes of her teasing me I decided that I would go to the toilet for a piss to calm down a bit as I walked in Lisa rushed in at my back hitched up her shirt pulling down her panties giving me a nice look at her unsaved pussy and proceeded to piss right there in front on me . I could no hid my massive bonner any longer in was practically bursting out my pants she was just sat there with her panties round her ankles and she started to tell me that some of her underwear had gone.