In the end, Melissa, with that absent look on her face the others knew already, spoke up.“I see at least three possible tableaux. The strongest one ...ould be of you trudging through the mud, surrounded by your sheep, under an overcast sky, symbolising the hardships. Then I see you on the river bank, in the sunshine, those sheep grazing and your dog circling them, a peaceful scene, symbolising the easy life. And then, pardon me, a scene where you look up at a horseman, your dog watchful at your. Ali nibbled lightly on my nipple and in reaction I twisted the nipple in my fingers. Ali groaned lightly with pleasure. Thank god the sound of a crying child outside our booth which drowned out both of our moans. Ali removed her fingers from her pussy and brought them to her hard nipples she coated it with her own juices and hissed, Taste my juice on my tities little cous. I was on it in a flash letting my tongue swirl around her sensitive nipples and tasting the creamy taste of her cunt. . Ali. Here let me show you how.” As he did that his hand caressed my right leg up under the dress. God it felt good, and I wanted him to play with me not do math. His hand went further, and he discovered I did not have any panties on. He leaned over, “Baby, where is your underwear?”“I took them off, because my pussy was all wet and tingly. I had to touch myself, it makes me feel good.”He licked his lips, and cautiously looked around the room. He then whispered, “Honey, daddy has locked the door, and. I was too worn out to stand in the shower.I awoke to a tub full of ice-cold water, and a loud pounding on the door to the suite. I quickly found a robe. I put it on, tying the belt. And then I peeked through the eye hole of the door to see a man dressed in a bellhop uniform. I asked, “Who’s there?” I heard the reply, “Room service.” Now I knew I was in trouble. I had not ordered room service. I looked for something to use to defend myself.There was nothing in the suite that I could see that.