Please let me fuck your arse. PLEASE!!!” I begged.Kathy giggles in evil delight. She knows how long I have been touching myself and she still wou...d not let me orgasm. She turns around and starts to tease me even more by kneeling in front of me and sucking my balls. Taking each one in her mouth and swirling it around in her mouth. The pulling pressure she is giving my cock is pushing me further to my ultimate goal. Every sucking motion seems like a small stroke on my cock. I start to. A hotel employee carried her 2 bags for her and they boarded the elevator to go to the 3rd floor to her room, number 369. The hotel guy unlocked her room and carried the bags in, sitting them on the floor by the bed for her. She tipped him and he left. She took her cell phone from her purse and dialed Jason’s phone. It rang 3 times before he answered. Kathy closed her eyes to listen to the deep sensuality of his voice when he told her he would be arriving at the hotel in about an hour and she. I am ashamed but you are just so beautiful.”“It’s okay Brad, I understand you can’t help it. Just do what he says so he doesn’t hurt us. You can spank me hard. I can take it.”Brad was in an alternate reality now. His gorgeous stepdaughter was naked across his lap and he was going to spank her hard until she cried. He started spanking her, but the intruder didn’t think it was hard enough, even though Heather was starting to sob a little. “Come on Brad, you can do better than that. You. The purses are just where I saw them,wrapped in tissue paper in the bottom left hand drawer along with otheritems (mirrors, small brushes, combs, etc.) that you might find in apurse. But when I pull them out, I see that these are all 'dress up'purses for fancy date nights out. They are heavily beaded and so smallmy wallet won't even fit in them (so what do women do? I wonder. Justhave loose cash in their purse?)I look around. Maybe... the closet?Mr. and Mrs. Feyla have separate his and hers.