We didn’t want to have to rush, worrying about missing the plane, so we were packed and ready to go at 9 am. We had our breakfast, checked out, and ...eaded for the subway station, where my husband had found out that we could go to the airport for half the price of the bus. On the way to the subway station, we passed a big market, and we went there, with our bags, and looked at clothes, home-baked bread, freshly caught lobsters, etc. I looked at some beautiful cross-stitch patterns, but I didn’t. And ironically the process of cleaning up actually had revealed it.When I entered the room I saw the servants using a small staircase outside to bring things in and out.The room had a small extension which ended with a door,open the door and voila it led to staircase which led you out.The extension itself had a door,but it was conspicuous enough to go unnoticed.The door to extension and staircase had been opened today to enable passage.So whoever the guy was knew about it,probably was still. ” Serena couldn’t speak for the moment but she did as she was instructed and the warmth in her pussy rapidly began to help her relax. After a minute or so she was feeling good about his cock inside her, so she started to move her hips slightly. He held very steady as she began to impale herself on his cock and he could tell that she was enjoying the feeling. After a further minute she was rocking back far enough that he had to resist thrusting himself and she was taking at least half of his. I glanced around, there were a few people in the lobby but most had returned to the ballroom where the party was, and of those still outside, nobody was paying us any mind. There was a large staircase blocking most of the view to where we stood, and without a second thought, I grabbed his hand and pulled him down the short hall into the ladies room. There was about seven stalls lining one wall, so I dragged him down to the third last one and locked the door once we were both inside. He stood.