She just sat there watching him with a million stars in her eyes and the faintest traces of a smile on her lips. He reached up further under her skirt...and pressed a finger against the slit of her pussy, feeling the slit between her lips and the young firmness of them as he began rubbing them up and down.- "Daddy... what...what, are you... doing?" Her voice of someone who's mind is slowly and peacefully drowning in a river of narcotics.- "Fingering your clit, dear..." He pressed his hand harder. However, on arrival I was unable to get into my Hotel room as it had been booked out over the week-end, so I decided to have a couple of beers at the hotel disco and sleep in the car as it was a warm night. “Hello you” I heard a voice come from somewhere behind me, I turned and saw a young lady I knew as Janet. She had come to the town to be close to her cousin and was temping as one of my cleaners. The look on my face must have said everything as she smiled, held her glass to her cheek and. This man is giving his girlfriend the most amazing blowjob. When I know I'm getting close to cumming, I stop him."Let me get dressed," I say to him, my clit throbbing and twitching.He goes back to the couch and I start to change for him. I slide each stocking with ease and make sure the seam is even. My panties fit snug, wrapping my hard and nearly ready to cum cock and tight ass. My camisole slides over my head and I feel amazing.I twirl around to show him how sexy I feel. I prop my foot on. Then I hear hissing, like water being thrown on a campfire.‘Don’t Move,’ the voice says. My body becomes still. I struggle to lift even an arm, but I can’t seem to concentrate on the thought long enough to make it happen. My mind swirls with panic and questions. Where am I? Why can’t I move? Or speak? I envision all kinds of bloody scenarios involving serial killers and monsters.‘Still your thoughts,” the voice returns along with the hissing sound, and they do. I try to panic, but all I can do.