We starting the encounter in the discreet old hotel reception. The Hotel was so quiet that night, no customers around and the Receptionist looking at ...V, sitting over the reception desk. So I had time to see what she was wearing, just a one-piece net dress, nothing under, and a coat and nothing more than a pair of heels. I was surprised and delighted with this exhibitionist slut. She just pulls up her coat revealing her naked skin from her legs to her back, bending her curvy ass in a hot and. ‘Play time,’ he said out loud. Lately, he had taken every opportunity to masturbate when his wife was out. It was another of those ‘forbidden, sick’ pleasures he wanted, and so he was usually only able to satisfy himself when she was away. He considered a session at the desk, watching the images, but they were fresh enough in his mind that he decided to enjoy the comfort of laying in his bed. More than once he had told his wife he was sleepy during the day and wanted to ‘take a nap’, and was. It was only about a minute before my wife began to moan. I could tell the guy fingering her pussy and another sucking on her nipples was taking her to new heights. She still had no idea that it was 3 muscular black guys that were mauling her body. The one guy, who I heard the other guys call Max asked my wife if she was hungry for some cock She groaned a little, so he repeated the question. Do you want some big hard cocks or not! His voice was a little more demanding. ?Yes, I need some big hard. Tell me where this rose cam from.’ ‘What rose?’ ‘The chocolate rose that is said to have been grown in your garden!’ The Count was starting to lose his temper, and he was never on the longest of fuses at the best of times. ‘Who told you I grew a chocolate rose?’ ‘Everyone, all over the whole kingdom, is talking about this confounded chocolate rose.’ ‘Including the Prince?’ ‘What!?’ Count Condran snapped. *** Investigation Tompty had managed to pick up the basics of reading and writing, at least.