I like it but I think you and I need to go shopping for some bondage supplies so that you have a set available for me use whenever the mood strikes me..."Settling in an arm chair in the corner of the room. "Wine, then unpack the bag. Maybe put the stuff by the foot end."There it was, a cane, paddle some nipple clips. At least these didn't have teeth but there was a chain attached and if you pulled on it, the clips got tighter and tighter. Some cock rings, a vibrator and a rubber bag with a hose. I give her firm ass a few slaps and gain a few more whines from her wonderful mouth. I flip her around on the desk so she could face me. I put her legs over my shoulders allowing me the best access to her juicy pussy. I pound her hard gaining moan after moan from her; she tries to gap onto anything that the desk has to stop her from screaming. She finally cums hard blasting her warm pussy juice all over my dick as well as the glass desk. I continue to rock back and forth in her contracting. "Sure, no problem," I responded. I looked around the room. I had booked a room with a single king-sized bed. My chair wasn't exactly comfortable enough to sleep in, and the thought of sleeping on the floor made my back ache. Jasmine must have read my mind."You can sleep here with us," she offered, patting the empty space beside her. "There's plenty of room." I don't think Derek would be okay with that," I said. The guy could crush my larynx with two fingers."Baby," Jasmine said, turning to. "Well that's why I have you," she laughs, then runs off with it towards the park.A huge pang of disappointment runs through me because all I want is to go home get through my front door and rip her clothes off. I realize that’s not going to happen anytime soon as I watch her hop on the swing.I make my way to her and stand in front of the swing stopping it. "Come on, let's go home." Um no, you can wait," she says as she sticks her tongue out."You just told me you were cold and it's going to.