I then turned away from him and pulled my knickers off, bending down so he got a good look at my shaved wet pussy, and my arse. I opened my legs, bent...down and pushed two fingers into myself, I heard Paul let out a moan of pleasure, at what he was seeing.I turned round and looking at him said did you like that, yes he said. I went to him, undid the buttons on his shirt. Pulling him to his feet I removed his shirt, and pulled his jeans and boxers to the floor. Sitting him down I pulled them both. I beamed "Yes," and he asked me to follow him to his room. I was very relieved to see the lobby was empty and we made it to the elevator without anyone crossing our path or even getting into the elevator with us. On the way up I mentioned that I needed a shower. Samantha offered me her shower while she got ready.I took my time in the shower. After all, I was quite sweaty and the hot water cascading over my tired limbs felt great. I stepped out of the bathroom and into the bedroom as Samantha. She was ready to sleep almost. There was a cramp in her shoulder and she twitched, knocking the remote off her bed. It hit face down on her floor and the machine kicked into gear for real now. At a speed of almost 10 miles per hour, it was jolting in and out of her, pressing about 7 and a half of the full ten inch dildo in to her. Sweet Jesus, that felt great! She squirmed and was brought to an orgasm right away. This wasn't enough for her, she kept going, kept it running, she could take. "I saw that post you made the other day to Rocco. So you like tying people up with licorice, huh," She mewled as she staggered to her feet. "Well you know I was just trying to be cute and funny. You know what it is like trying to keep an image of yourself on here." "Yeah I know, but it got me to thinking," she explained as she reached into her purse and pulled out a long rope of braided licorice. "I know I like the taste of licorice the day after a night of great alcohol, but will you.