He had woken up in a wet mess once or twice. She wouldn't disappoint him by making him wait this evening either; she walked purposely to the door and ...atched the lock before she turned towards the window. She began unbuttoning her shirt slowly then dropped it to the floor. She was wearing a smokey pink bra. He scrutinized her movements as she slowly manipulated her breast through the material. The soft nipples hardened and pushed out of the sheer lace. One hand moved to her hair and unclipped. Across from us Christine had laid back on the couch spread-eagled and Mark was busy thrusting his cock deep inside her. Kelly knelt next to them and was rubbing Christine's clit with one hand and her own with the other. "Oh fuck, give it to me, you're going to make me cum again!" Christine cried out, bucking her hips up and down and throwing her head back in ecstasy. That pushed Mark over the top, and within seconds he gave one last big thrust."I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" he grunted out as he. The directors of the company sponsoring me of course stayed in a top hotel but I shouldn't complain, my hotel was clean and friendly and provided the subject for this blog.On the home front, Anna seems much happier. I sat near her at lunch today and listened in to her thoughts. She'd a notepad alongside her and was working out menus at first this puzzled me but then it became clear that her mistress was spending the weekend with her and I had images of a pink bedroom with lace curtains and the. Mostly, if one of us meets another, one of us dies," Angela said seriously."But not us," I said, turning in my sit and kicking off my boots. "Me and you." No, some of us have our mates," she looked at me, reaching out. "We're like wolves, we mate for life." Oh." I smiled and pressed my feet against her hip, playing against her with my sock covered toes. "So we're like married now?"Angela giggled at that, biting her bottom lip and I thought she looked like she was just a girl suddenly; maybe.