No clothes. If he took all of them he could do something. It wasn't much off a plan but he could work with it.Putting on a Bob Marley T-Shirt and a pa...r of running shorts he crept to the first washroom on his floor. The door was open. Probably to torture him with the scent of their pussies and bodies. They were all heaving and giggling at their new "panty slave." There was a corner in front of the door and they had been careless with throwing their dresses and undergarments everywhere. Bonus he. I have since wondered if I, if any woman, could be trained to accept and love the role of sexual slave." Why don't we find out." I didn't mean..." she started, but the look in his eye told her he was already envisioning erotic possibilities."Let me make a phone call or two."She knew better than to object.Three days later they were in Paris. After a wonderful day of sightseeing, they had returned to the hotel for dinner. The restaurant was not large, but elegant and its patrons the wealthy. Try to take that!Eagerly Jenny presents me quickly with two perfect handles to hold her head tightly.Now darling, keep looking at me while you sweetly start to suck my member in shape.Slowly I take over, as I get longer and reach deeper into her horny munching mouth.She gasps a few times at my first deep throats, never losing my eyes from her sight.Double trouble, coming from caningSatisfied from shooting my sperm deep down her throat, I allow Jenny another lesson.Get the cane, cute beauty and. I was shocked and told her that “No Madam, I was thinking about the question and how to answer it in the interview.” Oh! Going for interview? Good Luck…She just told this and went back. After hearing this word, I stop think about the interview and start think about while she say that “Started with Day Dream again”? Is she knows me? If yes, how she can remember me when she meet 100+ people in a day. My Stop came and while getting down, tried to see her about couldn’t, as she was in the front.