What I saw made me push myself against her, my growing erection against the small of her back.In front of us the contessa had her hands on the kitchen...chair, her legs spread and her ass high. Samuel held her hips and thrust balls deep over and over again to grunts and what sounded like “Yes!” from the contessa. Samuel confined himself to “Fuck!” on each stroke. I noticed his scuba gear in the far corner of the kitchen.“Crap, she made it,” said Kitchen Girl.I held her in front of me, my arms. I said I couldn't use her card because it had her name on it, but she told me not to worry, the people at the hotel knew her well. I could tell by the smirking smile of the woman who checked me in that she knew what was going on. Back at the table, Effie took me by the hand and we walked over to the elevator.When we got to room, we continued to kiss and undressed each other. She may've been 42, but she was firm and shapely. She was delighted when she got her hands on my cock. “That’s what I’m. I was dragged into a dark room. It was pitch black and I felt two of them letting me go and I was standing in dark trembling. I heard a voice saying sit and I instantly kneeled onto my knees. Suddenly there was a light on top of my blinding my sights. The voice said this is the cleaning room. Before I can process what was going on , cold water hit my back , the pressure was so high to the point where it was painful and more water was poured into me from various directions washing away all the. This twist got me totally flustered."Oh, come here, baby. I have to go to class soon." She pulled me to her and whispered in my ear, "Honest, Andy. If you make love to a guy, I'll make love to a girl. You think about it. But now I want your cock." Well, that wasn't what I had in mind, but now she had me thinking about more immediate needs. A couple weeks went by. I still mentioned the mff and she would just bring up the deal. "What's good for the goose is good for me too," she would say. At.