Mithila crumpled onto the bed moaning. Her hand went straight to her soaking panties through her pajama ribbon and crushed her legs together as she sq...irmed on her fist And knuckles, putting pressure on that thing between her legs that caused her more and more confusion, grief and shame. She came instantly and felt shame for the unknown release. She fell asleep with relief. Motin watched her exhausted cum through the two-way mirror behind the dresser And smiled and she slept after her awkward. Then she did something that surprised even herself. She let her arms relax and drop to her sides, painfully aware that her nipples were now straining outwards.Chloe paused, her hand still around the mug on the dressing table. She turned her head sideways, just level with Marianne's breast and then suddenly released it and stood up.“I should go,” she said, but didn't.Marianne said nothing but stood frozen, her face on fire and her breasts aching. Her stomach was churning in a way she had never. The hot tub is as big as a small swimming pool and is built with a grotto theme. At one end they even have a rock cave with a waterfall cascading across the entrance. You have to pass through the waterfall to get into the cave but the water is warm and refreshing so it feels good. Most people have a tendency to stop and let the water massage their tired muscles as they enter the cave. After enjoying the hot tub I got out and stepped over to the steam room.As I walked into the steam room, I. "Red Martini and Lemonade," she mouthed at me. Being a beer man myself who'd never touched anything so effeminate as martini, I suspiciously I took a small sip... it wasn't bad, slightly too sweet for my taste but stronger than I'd have imagined. To be honest, I'd still have preferred my usual pint of John Smith's Bitter but, dressed as I was, I guessed that was out.For while, the pair of us stood there gazing about but then I had to put my drink down on a nearby table. "I need the loo!" I.