At first he looked at me like I’d lost my mind, ‘Yep, right along with my hair.’, I’d quipped, the mind is always first to go. He argued with ...e, bless him, but in the end, he capitulated. I knew he would. He’s rarely denied me anything. The Déjà Vu wasn’t what I expected. Far from being a seedy dive, it was a clean establishment with a doorman in a suit and tie. The music was loud, bass thumping and vibrating into the lush carpet, and we walked down a dimly lit corridor into the stage room. A. ’ Tyler pushed himself inside her and Gwen moaned out in pleasure. Tyler lowered himself, locking eyes with Gwen as he pushed in and out of her body. Gwen wrapped her arms around his neck, keeping eye contact with him. It was intimate, making the sex much more enjoyable than it had been on the show. It was just them, sharing an intensely passionate moment and she knew that without a doubt his words were true. Her light moans became more frequent and Tyler’s pace increased. Gwen could feel her. The earlier foreplay has resulted in the pyjamas being wedged in her ass and I could clearly see the panty lines. Riya saw me gazing at her cute ass and walked around in a sultry manner pretending she didn’t know I was watching. She switched off the tube leaving the table lamp on and the golden glow lit the room. We were both quite high and the setting had suddenly turned romantic. She sat on the edge of her bed facing away from me and I knew she was inviting me even when she didn’t utter a. I could smell roast chicken coming from the downstairs main kitchen. It was wetting my appetite. I changed and was about to go out on the balcony when the phone rang. I had not noticed there was even a phone in my room. I picked it up. “Hello?”“Miss Lily? Hello, this is Maggie, the cook. There is a phone call for you on line 1.”“Thank you Maggie.”“Oh and Miss Lily, diner will be ready in 15 minutes.”“Thank you Maggie!”I hung up and took line 1. “Hello?”“Hi princess, it’s Daddy. How are you?” “I.