I left the house around 6 pm and drove down to the hotel in the city and parked the car and walked into the lobby. Manish was waiting in the lobby and...gave me a big hug. I really loved his hug as he very tall and nicely built around 6ft. I enjoyed my boobs crushing against his firm chest as his hands gently caressed my ass and with the thin dress and G-string I felt like he was grabbing my naked ass. We then proceed to the hotel restaurant for a nice dinner. During the dinner we talked a lot. I did catch her smiling a time or two, and I let her have her petty revenge for my copping a very good feel of her breasts while rescuing her the previous week, and I also let her just possibly win a verbal debate round or two during some of the day's pleasant debates.She asked me about my wife, and if she fished at all. "No", I told her sadly. Wanda did not fish or do anything recreationally; she lived now just to work. In her world, fish came only from the supermarket, preferably in. Her ass was turning red and she started to squirm. I knew she was close. Being the good girl that she was, she started squirming more and turned towards me and started moaning with a pleading look in her eyes. Like I said, the slut was close to cumming.I took out her underwear and said, “What”? “Please let me cum master. Please.” I stopped fucking her. I grabbed her hair and pulled her towards me, “Is that so? Are you loving this? Being treated like this? How filthy can you be, bitch. We only. "Tableau Vivant: 3Renate stands next to Val, their arms linked, smiling complicity. Heinrich is stretched out on the couch, gazing at the ceiling to which his penis is rigidly pointing. His eyes are pale and remembering, arms pinned tightly to his sides, as if confining to the material strictures of an invisible coffin.Text: 3"Fellatio?" Of course fellatio."Tableau Vivant: 4Close up of Doctor Val fellating Heinrich. Her mouth easily encapsulates his penis, scarlet lips making contact with.