Lady stopped when she reached Jennie, but even 100 feet away I could see her anger at his touching her mistress. The hair on the back of her neck was ...p and I could see other travelers back away cautiously. Jennie calmly took Lady’s leash and it was clear to all that Lady was only a second away from taking down Jennie’s admirer. She was in attack mode—rear legs bent and ready to spring, fangs bared—a low guttural growl coming from her throat. Only her rigid discipline and training saved that. ‘You can play with me anytime,’ she often declared, as I left the chair so her husband could rejoin the game. Etta was about 5′ 4′ and a very foxy, short-haired, ‘dirty’ blonde package with a slender but curvaceous figure and a drop-dead gorgeous ass. Picture Chloe Foster with short dirty blonde hair as a 40-year-old milf and you would not be far off. Etta had a really enticing, melodious voice that just made love to your ears. And, whenever she said “You can play with me anytime” I couldn’t. I know he was hoping to get me worked up enough to invite him to my room. Don’t think, I didn’t think about it, especially after I watched him devour three of my toes and lick the underside. That always smokes my inhibitions but not tonight. My words with Jake had killed that. As we made it to the hotel, Jacques put my shoe back on and helped me into the hotel. He said, want me to help you to your room and I said no thanks, Jacques, thank you for escorting me tonight. He said, sure you don’t. I was in my late 40's and have a larger body type. I have four men in my class and one guard sat 10 feet down the hall. No door on the room just in case. After the third class I was gathering papers from the guys at my desk all four were around me. I had fantasized about being in prison and being made a bitch. That thought flashed through my mind as I glanced at the nearest prisoner's crotch. That night I jacked off thinking about sucking those cocks or even fucking these men. I knew if.