So we went to the reception. The receptionist was a cute innocent woman, probably in her late 40s. Her name was Olga. Brunda pleaded her to act like O...ga was Brunda’s friend and that Brunda will spend the night at her place. So Brunda called up her husband and Olga talked to him, assuring him that Brunda is safe at her place having a girls’ night out.Brunda thanked her and hugged her. We returned to the room. Brunda announced she is going for a bath. I wanted to go in too with her but she shut. Within a couple of minutes I realized that this was an offer too good to resist for someone, as I felt my skirt being pushed up over my backside above my hips. Then someone was firmly pulling my knees apart; my backend was naked and wide open. I felt several hands groping my vagina and my ass cheeks were now being spread wide and then the incredible sensation. It felt wonderful then I realized it felt like a tongue sliding slowly the whole length of my crack. It moved up and down making me. He opened the kit and took out a sterile gauze and found the bleeding spot on the back of Paul’s head and pressed the gauze to it. Although it was clotted over, it was still seeping blood.“Mate, be very careful to not move his head. There could be a neck injury or a skull fracture.”“I know Gus! I was in the same first aid class with you. Please go over to the road and get that ambulance to get right over here.”“You got it, Mate.”Gus took off for the entrance to the bars parking lot and after. Then I reach for my shower scrunchie, a little pink one, and lather it up. I hope your sitting comfortably now, this show is for you. I start tracing slow circles around my stomach. My free hand spreads some of the suds round to my side and then I move both hands up to my breasts. I imagine the scratchy feel of the scrunchie is the stubble on your chin as you kiss my skin. My hands are starting to shake and my knees tremble; I know what’s coming. I smooth my hands down over my hips, down my.