I bet they have a great hot tub and spa there, don't they?" "I bet they do. Marriott's usually do have nice spas. But I did not bring a bathing suit,"...I replied. Elizabeth giggled and responded, "Neither did I. That's what a bra and panties are for. The guys can wear gym shorts or their boxers. It will be naughty, wicked and fun." "We can't walk through the hotel wearing just a wet pair of panties and a bra," I protested. "We can wrap ourselves in a towel. It'll be fun," Elizabeth reassured. I knew now the ball was in my court. She turned around and pulled my lips into her mouth she bit my lips and I pinched her nipples from her clothes. Then she pulled me to the room and blindfolded me. I was awaiting the best to happen.I never had imagined that she would be a dominating lady in bed. before I could think what could possibly happen my mouth was stuffed with her breast. that is the best feeling of having a cold boob which smells sweaty in your mouth. she was pushing my head in to it. If you opened the hatch, there were iron rungs set into the brick wall, and you could climb down. It was full of old car stuff, and there was an office in the back, with a storage loft over it. There was a pit for servicing cars, stuff like that, and an old blacksmith's forge along one wall, with a big iron chimney that went up and out through the wall. In the summer, the place was kind of warm and stuffy, with the windows and doors sealed shut.One summer day, Steve and Nick and George came by. Then down to my breast where he flicked each nipple with his tongue, then he lowered down kissing my flat stomach. Then he arrived at my tiny wet pussy. He started kissing my thighs with such soft kisses it made me squirm. He gently glided his tongue sliding my soaking wet panties to the side. Then he dove in sucking and flicking my pussy. It was to much to handle I could feel the anxiety building up. Then he plunged his tongue into my tiny hole. I started grinding my hips into his face as he.