Into the elevator I went, and got out on the second floor, in search of room number twenty. After struggling with the lock for a few minutes, I manage... to boot the door open and strode in with the remains of my pride. My attention was suddenly placed on my phone as it vibrated in my pocket. It was a text from Marcia. Message from Marcia 2:47 am: Hope you arrived safely babe. I can’t sleep. Please, call when you get this. 2:48 am : Hey! I can see that you read my message. Along with anger, this. I opened it and smelled it. It was a little stinky but I took a deeper sniff and immediately felt a warm fuzzy feeling in my head and the noises muffled in my ears. He told me take one more deep sniff and I did. Now the stuff really hit me and I could hear my heart pounding in my ears but even more noticeable was my attention and how it turned to wanting him inside me so badly. I relaxed my legs again and now it seemed easy to slide down on him. I felt his cock stretch out my hole as I. "Vera's tone again changed, "Don't you dare cum you filthy whore! You will not cum until I say so." Yes Ma'am, that's why I told you," Charlotte replied fearfully, "I didn't want to cum without you telling me."Vera softened again, "Well I suppose I can't be angry at you for being honest. You did right to tell me, but you need to work on controlling yourself." Leaving her pussy alone for the time being, Vera continued to twist and push the large plug into Charlotte's ass, marvelling at how her. Scared the bloody horses good and proper, didn’t you?” I couldn’t help giggling, and Gemma laughed back at me. Then her face turned serious again. “Look, I’m reading between the lines, but my take on this woman is that she’s been on a long, hard journey. “She reminds me a bit of an old girlfriend of mine who spent years doing her damnedest to go straight – you know, getting married, having kids, the whole bloody nine yards – before finally accepting that she wasn’t straight at all, that she.