But I didn’t think for a moment that you’d act so quickly. It was ... impressive. Unexpected, but pleasingly decisive.”“Well,” I answered wr...ly, “I’m glad I can surprise you now and then.”I spent the morning being lazy, swimming and reading a novel by John le Carré: Call For The Dead. If I was going to be stuck in the world of espionage, I needed to read up on it. I’d already read all Ian Fleming’s works, but Dan had told me that le Carré’s books were more realistic. From now on, I would always. Touching his face she tried to speak but did not get full words, and as she felt herself coming down off her newfound high, she had no reaction to her lover, Dan, as he slid something beside her. Ashley-Nicole smiled weakly, as he moved her, what was he doing? But she was now fully submitted to him, so she had no reaction as she was slowly, caringly, moved and rolled her over, a pillow under her hipsHer lover’s caring hands felt so good as he moved her that she didn’t care about the destination. The hotel had a busboy... well, he wasn't much of a 'boy' at all. When he had carried the bags up to our room so that my hubby could play mister macho and carry me past the threshold, I had seen that this busboy was all more like buss- MAN. I know I had promised my Mom that I wouldn't turn my husband into a fool unless it was right, but this was my Goddamn wedding night and I needed it.I rang for room service. I was so nervous. I had never been like that before. I mean one thing I had learnt. He slowly pushed his body down hers, her legs trying to open to invite his cock but were trapped by his own, her body wriggling in mild frustration but immediately forgotten as his lips and teeth once again weaved their magic down the side of her sensitive neck, tiny electric bolts of pleasure shooting through her at his touch as his lips and teeth continued down past her neck and collarbone and started running his warm, wet and soft tongue down her chest leaving a thin trail of saliva. It.