He turned on the light and ushered her inside. "I'll be out in the lounge. You might want to wash up as well."He closed the door and walked away wonde...ing who he should call. Something bothered him though. The girl's strange eyes certainly reminded him of a wolf's, and her hair had the same quality and shade of his favourite. He wished her story could only be true.Perra had ignored the strange seat at the end of the bath. In fact none of the features, other than the taps, were at all familiar.. It hurt a little, but I wasn’t going to let her know that. I wouldn’t give her the satisfaction. She pulled her fingers out and wiped them on my back. She looked below me and saw a few drops of precum had dripped onto the sheets. More was coating the head of my cock. She collected this with her finger and brought it to my lips. I knew what she wanted and I opened my mouth and accepted her finger and licked it clean. She climbed onto the bed behind me and pressed her ‘cock’ against my virgin. ‘Please,’ was all she said as he poured red wine into two tall glasses. She didn’t care who this man was or why he was staying in this crappy motel when he could clearly afford better. She didn’t care about what other people thought. Not any more. Not since she’d tasted the bitter ecstasy only a few fours previously. That perverted man had open her up to a new world of pleasure, one which she never wanted to leave. She didn’t even taste the wine as it went down her throat. In her mind, she was. I went to the girl who had pushed herself into a corner with her legs pulled up to her chest. She was rocking enough that her head was hitting the walls behind her hard enough to make an audible thud. Quickly looking for what I wanted and I didn’t know what it was, yet. Over under one of the tables was exactly what I wanted. There was a piece of pool noodle material that looked like they punched out an extra-large noodle out of a square block, but where off by a few inches. It had a.