She laughed a little at that. I sat on the blanket chest. Her breasts were at head height now. I reached out and put my hands on her waist. “Mrs. D ...ou’re overdressed.” I untied her gown belt slowly and she just stood with her hands by her sides, head bowed. My cock wasn’t getting any softer. The gown fell loose and revealed a strip of flesh from her throat down to a badly maintained bush and trim legs. “Mrs. D, I’m sorry you were uncomfortable with my load on your tits… didn’t you ever do that. So finnally I got up out of bed and tip toed into the hallway. Daddy was fast asleep on the couch, he had past out watching the steelers game. I walked over turned the tv off and slowly got on top of him. Still naked and somewhat horny. Daddys dick was already hard when i walked out there even if it wasnt it would be now. i was straddled on top of Daddy and i was grinding on his cock. Finally i got tired of his jeans hurting my pussy and i undid them, yanking his dick out of his pants. I. Guess what?you’re never going to know. It doesn’t matter where you are because you cant get out, and even if you did, no one speaks the language.?She gasped.?You are here because.. and let me be frank about this?you are here to learn how to be my slave. I have been impressed with your progress so far, but I think you could move on to bigger and better things. Not many of my past slaves have shown this much promise, but you?don’t let me down. Make me proud.?She felt a rush of emotions. . " What does she play?" The cello." Wonderful."Nick moved alongside, smiled and put his hand in Cathy's. "What have you got planned for the rest of the evening?" he asked.The Indian woman put down her coffee cup dejectedly. "Oh, just the TV in my room and an early night, I suppose." We're off to the hotel's spa," said Cathy perkily. "Would you like to join us?"The woman twisted the cup slowly on its saucer, contemplating the offer. "Spa? What do I wear?" Have you got a swimming costume with.