Well, in this case there was another reason for staying there, which I will explain later. My room was great for the same price that I would get a sm...ll box room in New York; I had a one bedroom suite in New Jersey. I spent a few hours sleeping in my room so I wouldn’t be tired for the whole day. In the afternoon, I did all my work for the day and was wrapped up around three. The hotel shuttle took me to a shopping center where I did some shopping (I always shop when I travel) for Cassie. I. I sit back down on him. His head is turned and his eyes are closed.Something's wrong."Lucius?" I gently nudge him. "Lucius?" No response. "Oh my god!'I get off Lucius and race out the door. I'm already crying. I head to Grandpa's room. I don't care about the old men looking at my pussy and ass. I don't care about the semen running down my legs.I am so full of tears I can hardly see when I reach Grandpa."Christina? What's wrong? What happened?" I ... I killed Lucius," I blubber. "He came in me. Then she lifted up on my neck and said, “Lift up.”I did– as best I could with the tension on my arms– and she slid the whole thing under my shoulders. There was now one wrist restraint on either side of my breasts and an ankle restraint on either side of my head. She closed the ankle restraints around her ankles and then leaned over to slide her wrists into the wrist restraints. Mistress June reached down and pulled on a strap which tightened the restraints. The strap was held in place with. I was wishing now that we were somewhere private and that I could get those big soft tits out and play with her lovely hard nipples, but that seemed impossible in the position we were in. It didn’t stop me getting a hard on though. Then I noticed that Marie seemed to be very gently rocking towards me, at first I thought she was sort of dancing with me in her seat and then I realised that what was actually happening was that it was Steve who was pushing her towards me. And when I say pushing her.