It was a weird night and you had a restless sleep. But it doesn?treally matter. Alcohol can play tricks with your mind. It?s nothing a big cupof coffe... and a cigarette can?t fix. You open your eyes but everything is stilldark. ?What the hell?? you wonder since you remember leaving a light on beforeyou went to sleep. But that?s not what?s bothering you. You feel something on yourface. A mask! You panic and try to get it off with your hands but in vain. Your hands can?t move. They?reboth. It was weird. There were about six doors on each side and one at the end. There was a little light at the end of the hall that shown down and I could see the number of that room. My bf had picked the room at the end. The door faced the hallway. As we walk down the hall you can hear different movies playing in some of the rooms. I wanted so bad to peak at who and what was going on in the rooms. We go in our little room and close the door. The movie is playing. There was a little bench seat. We. He could actually feel her finger inside his body, pressing into him.Despite her threats, he started to struggle and squirm, but it was as ifall the strength had left his lower body - weak little kicks from softlegs , easily held down with a laugh as Miranda pushed her meager weighton top of him. She kissed his cheek."I warned you not to struggle." She pushed her knee down between hislegs, slowly rubbing across the new pussy. Thrusting her thumb insideit, pushing against a little button - what. As usual, Triss aimed straight for her anus and his cock slid right inside, lubricated slippery by her copious saliva and the popsicle syrup lacing her intestine. He began to move her on his lap, making her ride slightly as she stared across the rows of seats in front of us, watching the action on the screen with her ass getting drilled deep. I sat back up myself and put the rest of the popsicle into her mouth, letting her suck on it while she got pounded. Her fat, white tits were swinging.