He sat at the far end of the long bar, in order to see the entrance and view the entire room. There wasn’t much to see this time of day. There were ...nly two men at one table and two couples at another.“What’ll it be, Sir?” The bartender asked in a tired voice.“Crown and coke.”“A double? Happy Hour gets you two for one!”“No, I’m not out to get drunk. Just mix me one in a tall glass of coke on ice.”He was watching the bartender mix the drink when she walked past him. He saw her in the bar mirror. He totally ignored her words."I see you've inspected your suite," he said in a mild voice. "I hope it meets with your approval. You may be spending a lot of time here."She opened her mouth to speak, but was unable to form words with her lips. He was taking it for granted that she would stay here until he decided she could leave."Here is something which might interest you," he said in a shrewd, suggestive tone. He opened a pair of louvered doors to reveal a large television screen. Flipping a. All the rooms had large beamed ceilings and tiled floors though the sitting room also had a large bright rug which covered a large part of the floor. It also had a large sofa, a small sofa and two easy chair in front of the huge fireplace in which was laid out with logs ready for lighting. Down stairs beyond the kitchen was a toilet, a shower room and a laundry room from which a back door led to a covered drying area and an open drying area. These were both equipped with clothes lines for your. The screen faded to black briefly and the next clip began to play. I removed my sweats at this point and stood naked in front of the main monitor. As the next video played I took hold of my own hard cock and glanced once again over at the three on the bed. Betty now held Bill's massive balls in one hand. Bill was still fucking her mouth. Tim's mouth and tongue had helped Betty to her third orgasm and he looked at me grinning from ear to ear. I turned my attention back to the screen. I knew this.