"Beantworte meine Frage, Sylvia!"Mirzet war pl?tzlich wie verwandelt. Aus dem galanten Draufg?nger wurde pl?tzlich ein aufdringlicher Rabauke."Lass mi...h los!" antwortete ich sch?rfer und entriss meine Hand der seinen.Schnell stand ich auf und versuchte so schnell wie m?glich das Lokal zu verlassen. Mirzet hinterlie? schnell einen Geldschein am Tisch und folgte mir."Sylvia warte! Ich meinte es nicht so!"Ich schenkte ihm keine Beachtung und marschierte im Laufschritt voran."Sylvia, ich bitte um. On the contrary, it was left there intentionally. I shook my head, wondering about my insolence. It would have been so easy just to leave the key there and go back to the room. But on the other hand I was too kind and I thought about bringing the key to the reception. On the way to the reception, I saw a small sign directing away from the path with the inscriptions of the number range, to which the room must belong. Since it was still a way to go to the reception, I went along that path and. "Have another brandy, it's the best cure I know for a hangover. If you're sitting comfortably, then I'll begin."Clegg started with a question. "How much do you know about slavery today?"It was a bizarre question as a continuation of a bizarre encounter but I responded as best I could. "Err, not much. I guess these days I mainly associate it with eastern block countries, trafficking women into the west, women kept in prostitution by drugs or threats of exposure to immigration authorities, that. I fuck you with two fingers, deep, very deep the way you like. Now I add a third as you buck against me. Your grunts come each time you push back against my hand, trying to get my fingers even deeper inside. I wonder how long you can go like this without coming but I know what you are waiting for. I remove my fingers and your ass clenches rapidly, searching for something to fill it, something to stimulate it. I squeeze more lube into my hand and apply it to my hard cock. I take a few seconds.