I look up and down the corridor. It is thankfully empty. I pull the dressing gown more tightly around me. I don’t really want to head over to the li...ts and go down to Reception. There are bound to be other guests coming in. I realise I have absolutely no idea what time it is. The hotel sounds empty so I think it must be quite late.I see a door opposite marked ‘Service Stairs’ and suppose this will lead down to Reception without running across too many guests using the public lifts. I push open. I looked at her puckered ass flashing up and down and couldn’t wait any longer. Teasing it with the tip of my finger caused her whole body to stiffen and stop moving. “ Oh no. Please not my ass” she begged “ Oh God please don’t. I can’t do it. I can’t take a cock up my ass. Oh god, please... no one has ever...No NO” We both began to reassure her she could, and I replaced my finger with my stiff slick meat. She began bucking and twisting again so Greg grabbed her by the shoulders and jammed. She gasped as she lost me, closing her eyes for a moment at the intensity of the sensation. When she opened them she gave me an impish smile. “That’s what role playing is all about! You don’t have to be a caveman – I know that’s not you; you just have to act like one every now and then. Loincloth and club, if you need them.” “Yabba-dabba-do. Me Fred, you Wilma.” I smiled and leaned in to lick her nipple, causing her to shiver delightedly. “Here’s something I probably shouldn’t ask, but I’m. It was a good way to relax in preparation for the evening. She paid and tipped the ladies of the shop and then went back to the hotel to get ready for the evening. Jennifer had two options in mind for this evening’s dinner. There was a long, black gown that had straps that went behind her neck with a decorative clasp. It didn’t reveal much of her breasts, but was very open from the back of her neck all the way down to just above her buttocks. The bottom of the dress flowed out just slightly at.