I counted the minutes down until closing. Ten minutes before closing, I went ahead and locked the doors. I nearly ran to the hotel. I tried to act ...ool in the lobby and casually get into the elevator. Before I know, I was knocking on the door.James opened the door and pulled me inside. Wearing only an open bathrobe and poorly concealing his big cock, he wasn't going to be shy. James pulled me close and started to kiss me deeply. I relaxed my body and feel into his arms, lightly brushing. Zoe standing close, pressing herself against me, tilting her head back, long hair hanging free, begging to be held, gripped tight, pulled. "Enjoy your day sweetheart." You too ... Mistress." That word again, this time spoken with a hint of devilment, anticipating the effect, her smile edging towards a secret grin."Come to the studio afterwards, there are some things we need to do..." I winked, "slave." The word spoken softly, half muffled as our lips met for one last burning kiss, enough to. He shows us to the limo. Me and Mandy are put into ourcar seats and we head to the place where the banquet is going to be.Blade and Trilane both received awards of merit from the Swissgovernment. After a four-hour banquet me and Mandy both fall asleepwhile we are packed to the car for the ride back to the hotel. When Iwake up the next day Blade is standing over me. I say good morningGrandpa. He says good morning Angela. I ask what brings him here hesays that Adam is going to have his last name. Sand in the oil now, abrading our skin. Our movements were quicker, lighter. Speed was everything in this game. Legs g****-vined, we rolled and furiously fought. I felt his face pressing into my neck, his fingers clawing for my hair. But that was oily now, too. I smiled. And allowed myself a moment of pleasure at the feel of his battling body against mine, locked together as we were, in bitter struggle, in almost sexual embrace. The Woman whimpered. Her all too obvious relish of our struggle.