"Do you know how long I have wanted to get my hands on you?" He whispered huskily into my ear. "I saw you step off the bus the first day of camp. Your...hair was shining in the sun. When I saw you bend over to get your bags I could see your black little boyshorts. All I have been able to think about is I got to get to know you better, and I have to get my hands on you." He finished saying. I looked back at him and smiled. He continued running his hands around my butt squeezing it. I felt his hand. Ignoring my protest, they stuffed my panties into my mouth again, then used something else I didn't see as a blindfold, after which I was fondled until I was again flowing, which took no time at all.I felt one of the men slide under me, one hand kneading my left breast while the other casually began to finger fuck my slit. As I arched my back in pleasure, I felt a second man slide his cock along my crack. It teased across my pussy, dipping in a few inches when his friend removed his finger. I. About 4 in the afternoon we stirred and started thinking about food and our last night to do list, before our early flight back to Sweden. We had room service bring us cheese, crackers, fruit, bacon and juices. We nibbled on that and talked of evening options. We decided to return to the sex club and view some more shows. Getting there before the crowd, we sat stage side. Attractive women did strip shows to keep us entertained, then the first act appeared. Two women totally m*****ed one young. Mum might know though." Thank you, Amanda."She looked longingly at him. "Thanks for coming to find me." My pleasure, Amanda. It was my pleasure."After the third attempt, Penrose gave up trying to contact Angela. Neither her mobile or home phone was being answered. The only clue was a brief text message to inform him that she felt ill and had taken to her bed.Hammond handed Susan over to the Italian authorities, who planned to release all the girls as soon as they'd been interviewed by.