We made out way out of the ocean, their erections fully visible under their summing trunks. My panochita was in need of dick, my loins were throbbing,...and my inner thighs rubbing against my vaginal lips almost gave me an orgasm. We walked in silence to the building, knowing exactly where we were going, and what we were going to do. As we passed Bianca’s hotel door I felt guilt, but that feeling only helped my desires. We reached my door; my hand shook a little as I slid my card into the lock. A. ? ?I?can’t?stop?just fucking stop now!? ?Beg me! Beg me to put something in your pussy. Come on beg me bitch!? ?No, fuck you?? She shouted out.? ?You better not get too loud, bitch, or I will have to silence you for good!? She continued to manipulate her clit and pussy with her fingers. Ms. Grayson started to move her crotch closer. She was getting sexed up and she could not stop. ?You know what to do?beg me bitch! Say please, please, Madame, put something. I opened a couple of cans of green beans and put them in the microwave, and then made gravy out of the drippings in the roast pan. My gravy isn't all that good, but I needed something to do.Finally, though, it was ready, and getting cold, so I went and called to the women to come to supper. They chattered all the way down the hall, and kept it up during supper. It was almost like I wasn't even there.I did get a nod from Susan."Thanks for taking care of dinner," she said, chewing industriously. I drank her dry, making her moan as her breasts seemed to have mini-orgasms. Afterwards I kissed her and my milky tongue lashed with hers as we embraced passionately.“God that’s so hot!” she moaned, "I came from you just sucking my tits." Then she dipped one hand to her crotch and pulled it back showing me the sticky wetness coating her fingers, "I’m leaking like a hose." I grabbed her hand and placed her wet fingers into my mouth and began sucking them clean of her womanly nectar, making.