Sitting on the handrail. I slide a hand under your arse and carry you to the room. Noses pressed against one another, staring into one another as we i...agine what the weekend has in store… I can’t reach the key in my pocket whilst carrying you. I drop you to the floor and you start kissing my face, my lips, my neck… Leaving traces of your lipstick all over me. Your lips brushing, tickling my neck as I slide the key in and open the door. Spinning you around, pushing your hair to the side and. Carol held her ass cheeks spread wide apart giving me a wonderful view of what I was doing and leaving her sweet dripping pussy open to me.I took advantage of it too, using twin fingers of one hand to push inside palm up and my thumb to rub over her clit as I finger-fucked her. My cock moved in and out fairly slowly at first letting her feel every ridge and bump and letting the mushroom head scrape along her inner walls. But once she had become accustomed to my cock inside her, she wanted a. I slowly opened my eyes letting them focus a bit. I remember this place. This is the resort hotel where we stayed when we went to visit my Niece. I closed my eyes again remembering last Christmas. Lady C’s life had turned to shit because of me; I emailed her that I wanted to be more than “Her Uncle”. Each time I saw her, she left with more and more of my heart. She didn’t know--she never knew --that I wanted it to be more. I wanted to hold her, feel her warmth and even to be a part of her life.. He’d leave the driver to those who at least knew what they were doing. A woman was comforting the little girl, who seemed to be about six. She was sobbing and shivering. Remembering his jacket, Jonathan went to his car to fetch it for the girl. As he picked it up, he felt the weight of the bracelet case. He looked back at the girl. … He was an hour late to Elena’s. He could see as she rushed him past it that she’d prepared a beautiful dinner. In the bathroom, he recounted the story as she took.