"I am sorry." she said, taking her hand away, "It is still painful?" "No...I...It isn't at all." I stammered. I was lost for words. My face burning wi...h embarrassment and desire. My whole body was alive. I wanted to tell her but I couldn't summon up the courage. "I am sorry," she said, looking a little puzzled, "then...?" "I want you!" There! I said it! I sat and waited for the response, expecting to be shown the door, but instead she looked at me, those beautiful ice blue eyes smiling and. "Maybe they just forgot to open? Let's go walk on the beach and check later." "Fuck that, I'm not leaving until we get a bong Maria." Maria tried the door but it was locked. Christine, frustrated, knocked loudly on the glass door but with no luck. The girls were about to give up when Maria pulled her phone out and dialed the number etched on the door. "High Roller," A gruff voice answered after what seemed like ten rings. "Hi, um we would like to buy a piece but your door is locked." "Huh? Oh. But, just as I thought, she started hunching me in no time and was quickly on her way to another hard cum. Pam’s orgasms tend to get stronger and this one was no exception. She squirted a pretty good load of woman cum this time, due to the G spot stimulation and I could feel it dripping out of her hole and running down my balls! Pam lost her breath with this huge squirting cum and her pussy was still convulsing around my cock. I knew I couldn’t hold out much longer and started fucking her with. He likes the nicer places to stay, so I set to work finding somewhere special. After a while, I found just the place - a country hotel with a few secluded cottages set within the property. Stay in the main house, or in the grounds? Knowing my man has a desire for outdoor sex, the workman cottage option was a no-brainer. I had every intention of making one of his fantasies become reality. We drove for a couple of hours to get there mid-afternoon on Friday. Thank goodness for sat-navs, this.