I was almost certain she could feel my erection as I pressed it against her hip. Nonetheless the actress didn't seem to hesitate and eagerly responded... The "Harry Potter" star moaned softly into my mouth and I figured that if I could get her to a more private and comfortable area like a bedroom she would go all the way. With that said I abruptly grabbed her by the hand and led her through the party and up the stairs in search of a spare room. But unfortunately for us the room I had intended on. This only added to my agony.The damned alarm beeped again thirty minutes later. I turned it off and picked up my phone from the bedside table. Hitting the speed dial, I called my manager, telling him that I wasn’t feeling well and wouldn’t be coming to work today. I must have sounded like shit since he didn’t even bother asking me what was wrong. I guess it was obvious enough that I was in no mood to talk. He gave me his best wishes, told me not to worry about anything and to send him an e-mail. Those names will do. Strip!" Miranda commanded.Joan began to remove what little she had on which was a pullover blouse and a pair of pants. Claire just looked at Miranda in astonishment. Miranda held her hand out and Sylvie ran to our tent and came back with a whip. Miranda cracked it once. "I will presume this time only you didn't hear me. Strip! Now!"Tom said, "Wait a minute. I'm no slave to a woman! You can't make me."Miranda smiled slowly. She gave Sylvie the whip and then all her weapons.. I lost all track of time and space as the soreness faded more and more and pleasure took it's place. My body responded to the titillation by becoming increasingly wetter and slicker allowing Greg to glide easier in and out of my messy cunt. It only took a few full strokes of his iron cock to push me over the edge and when I toppled over I fell hard. My pussy contracted around the invader as my arms flung outward on the bed and my back tried to arch under his weight. The spasms of pleasure.