The room was filled with silence for a few minutes. Finally, I broke the silence by saying that we can have a relationship only if she is okay and not...ing is going to be forced and that it would just a mutual help to each other.She replied, “I have to think about this. I need some time for this”.I said, “Okay, think about it and give me a reply”.However, from her facial expression, I understood that my fish was in the net and I should take the next step. So, the next day, I tried to hold her. I did look amazing in this dress. I remembered about the mask inside my handbag. I opened it and peekedinside. There was indeed a mask. I took it out and held it in my hand.Samantha Hoist's empty eyes stared back at me. I could tell that she'sbeautiful. She wasn't chubby like Kimberly, though. She had pointy nose,thin lips and almond eyes. Her hair was dark brown and short. I alsofound a cat-eyes glasses. I imagined she's a professional,businesswoman-type who liked to work hard and play hard.. It was obviously too baggy for her to wear, but she only needed the hat. It had a special design that was impossible to fake. So, as she was riding him to very loud rock music (not sure how "soundproof" the cabin was), she took the hat from the nightstand and looked at herself in the mirror after putting it on. Not exactly a perfect fit, but believable. She was sweatng and smiling and thought she looked rather sexy wearing nothing but a captain's hat whilst her boobs were bouncing. He used the countertop as a backstop to his thrusts. Then, all too soon, Karl reached his own summit. Karl’s eyes squeezed shut for a second, then he opened them with a nervous, almost panicked expression. He pulled me away from the counter and off his cock. I plopped down, still moaning in orgasm, and opened my eye to see his dick in front of my face. He gripped my pony tail and angled me upward. I saw his cock was covered with a frothy blood-pink pussy juice mix. Karl commanded “Open.