But just as she’s getting ready to go, the assistant manageress calls her over.“I’m sorry, Poppy, but could you do just one more thing before yo... go,” she says. “Room 12 has just asked for a continental breakfast in their room. Be a dear and knock them up a couple of croissants and a cafetiere, and take it upstairs. You can go straight off after that.”“That’s fine,” Poppy replies. As she’s putting together the breakfast, she wonders whether Room 12 is Don and Julie’s. The thought of seeing them. I probed to see if I could find out what was wrong but she wasn’t interested in discussing, so I left the subject alone. At the end of the week things had started to return to normal, possibly helped by sharing a bottle of wine and having a good laugh together. When we got to bed, she had even given me a blow job without me asking, something that she hadn’t done for a while. Although it didn’t lead to anything more.The next film emerged in the next few days and was a little different that the. We arrived at his hotel and I followed him up to his room, which was on the third floor, ocean front. He told me to have a seat on the couch, and he would grab us a couple of beers. I took a seat and looked over at the clock, and it was now around 4:30 am and I had a nice buzz going. Josh came in the room from the kitchen area, and sat down next to me on the couch handing me a beer. We both opened our drinks and sort of relaxed and started drinking. After a couple of minutes Josh turned to me. My ass cheeks settled onto the glass table top amid the chill morning dew. My arms and legs were now covered in goosebumps. My entire body began to shiver—but not because I was cold. In fact, I was enthralled, quite consumed by an amazing sexual tension and anticipation. I had never been naked like this, outside in broad daylight, my erect penis on display for the entire neighborhood to behold, the object of a mature, experienced woman’s sexual desires. I was beyond stimulated. I gave no.