My head was being tossed from side to side, toward the floor, pushing me back. I was now aware that he was pulling me around the room by my hair. It w...s bliss. I sensed that he wanted to hurt me and I let out moans and groans much of the time. Suddenly, it all stopped and he slapped my face. Once. It took my breath away. For the first time, he was staring at me and me at him. There was nothing but tenderness in his eyes but he must have seen the terror in mine. But I wanted him to do it again.. From my profile you can tell im no prude (who is on here). But id never done this before. Usual thoughts came - what if i get a hard-on, does any sex happen etc. Oh well, i thought - im here now, best get on with it. I just stripped off and was aiming for the shower when i heard 'hi Greg, so glad you took my advice'. Yes, it was the waiter. However, he was accompanied by three female waitressing staff - all in various states of undress. Oh boy, its one of those days i thought. We all exchanged. He had spent hours on this, learning exactly what she liked, and how to please her. He stroked the sensitive nerve and felt her jerk, and put less pressure on the skin, not wanting her to fall over the edge too soon. She squeezed him, and met his thrusts, still having a grasp on his shoulder and back, pushing herself against him as close as possible. Their skin was peppered with sweat; drops snaked their way with the help of gravity to the plastic mattress and gathered beneath her body. He. I was sitting in an easy chair next to a big couch in front of a coffee table, all of which were arranged in a way to facilitate conversation. Sue set down our tray of coffees on the table, handed me mine in the easy chair on the end, then gave Suzy-Q and Suzy-Ho theirs before sitting on the couch next to them. I was wearing the teddy I had on in the bedroom. The other ladies’ outfits were always the same: Sue was dressed for her shift at the diner, a yellow and white uniform like the woman on.