That I wouldn't spend all the money on you.That it was just impossible to do this in a civilized society! Well, whatdo you think about it now, Paul? D...d your perspective change?"I do not know what to say."Yes, Paul?" the man keeps touching my hair, as if trying to encourage meto utter the words."Your power is even greater than I imagined," I reply softly. "Iunderestimated you. I was wrong."'Yes," the man's eyes are filled with satisfaction. "Yes you were. I usedyour own fetish against you,. Our i****tuous union became violent now as she began rolling her hips like a mad woman. "OH GOD, SWEETIE, YOU'RE GONNA MAKE ME CREAM!" She panted desperately."OH FUCK, I'M CUMMING HARD!" She shouted.Her words were like a trigger to my balls, opening the floodgates. Mom's face began to contort and her entire body began to convulse. I saw her mouth open but nothing came out. Her eyes rolled back. Her hips were rocking so fast that I felt as though her cunt were going to rip my dick right. We stopped near a tree. They leaned me towards the tree and one man got on his knees and started running his fingers through my wet legs. The other guy unbuttoned my shirt at the same time. The first guy reached my knees and lifted my skirt. He brought it up to my hips and ran his fingers over my wet panty.Meanwhile, the second guy unbuttoned my shirt and touched my navel with his index finger. He played around my navel for a minute or so. The first guy slowly removed my panty and he pressed it. Thinking it was one of the group, I opened the door and standing in front of me was the waitress from the restaurant. She stands there and looked at me for a few minutes dressed in an overcoat. She looks at me and says, “Rita gave me your room number and said that perhaps you would be willing to accept my apology for today.” I’m not sure what to do, I drop the towel from my head and told her, “Ma'am, I don't have any problem with you at all. I accept your apology and I think it's wonderful that.