My body shudders around your hand as I climax from your fingers buried deep with me. My belly spasms against your hand as my hips writhe. I bury my ha...ds in your hair as you kiss me with deep longing. Your hands leave my body long enough to undo your pants. You grab my legs and lift me off the ground pinning me against the hotel wall. You position the head of your shaft against the opening to my womanhood and thrust into me with one swift hard motion. My wetness making it easy for you to. I was gambling that the Observer would see them and switch their bodies. It worked. The girl chained to the wall in the basement is, in reality, Barrington. The man that we met with is Sharon, or at least used to be Sharon. Part of the deal with Sharon was that she receive 5 million dollars of Barrington's assets, and turns the remainder over to me. She's secure for the rest of her, or rather his, life. The real Barrington, now Sharon, will spend the rest of her days as a captive of men like. She told him to lie down on the cool floor, and he did. Then she thoroughly brushed him on one side, and then getting him to roll over so she could brush him on the other. In the process, she took out all his burrs and undercoat. She cooed to him telling him how cool this would help him to be. Whenever he would squirm, she would order him to be still, and make him obey her; and he would.When she finished this chore, she looked at Charley a long time, and wondered if he knew what she was. He couldnt switch off his old school alarm clock without turning on the lights. When he flicked them on, jenna jumped. Her eyes quickly spotted Damiens naked form. He was frozen for a second with shock. Much to his embarrassment, his cock twitched the slightest bit. Jenna stared at Damiens cock. It was a minimum of six and a half inches. And that was just a sleepy guess. Damien caught her stare. He quickly pulled on his shorts. Im sorry, she mumbled, cheeks flaming. I thought I was in my room..