A while later I came back to our room. But Victor was not there…Then I heard some knock at the door. I opened and there was the same old black man f...om the pool.He came in and shut the door behind him.He stared at me and I felt my hands just starting to sweat.I lowered my eyes and glanced down at his bathing suit. He laughed, saying it was the second time I did it…I told him I was thinking he should go.He laughed again, asking if I wanted him to go out or if I wanted to see what it looked like. Our lips brushed, touched and lingered a little and I soaked up the delicious smell she left around me. It sent as many tingles through my skin, as the tickling caress of her hair. Kayleigh leaned back, watching me and running her fingers through my hair; her hips slid back and forth on my lap, slowly and teasingly. “Do you have any pet names?” she asked me. “I have my little pet.” I told her, glad the dark room might hide my smirk, caused by the sudden flash in her eyes. She was quiet for a. ..you brush off any residue with your perfectly manicured French tips....we watch the show with you holding my hand in my lap.....we then walk to the Palazzo as people look at your stunning mini dress...we gamble a little bit and you ask for us to go back home. However I tell you I already arranged for something special as we take the elevator up to a suite there at the Palazzo. As we enter there are flowers everywhere.....you turn back to me..and we passionately kiss...our tongues mingling. Jason slid his hands down her neck to her chest and let his mouth follow. He looked up at her for a moment her mouth slightly open and her breath coming in shallow gasps, then took her shirt in his hands and ripped it open, the buttons pinged hollowly on the concrete. She moaned as his large hands slid down to her thighs as he bit at her nipples through the fabric of her bra. He slid her skirt up high on her thighs and she scooted up so he could push it up even further. Jason felt the top of.