"Awfully handsome now, Daniel," her voice drooled.My eyes met hers but then they lingered lower to her chest. "Daniel, Daniel," she called.I looked up... dazed.Andrea folded her arms across her chest making her boobs look more luscious and tasty."You need a lesson," she declared. Andrea placed the mug on the table and then turned back to me.I gulped, "I-I do," I asked, nervously. I backed away.Andrea nodded and winked at me. Naughty thoughts again stirring inside my mind and arousal was happening. She was yearning to be fucked silly. “How do you want it now?” she asked, “I want you to come inside me!” I lifted her off me, and told her to get down on her hands and knees, on the carpet beside the couch. I followed her down there and ran the tip of my cock up and down her pussy a few times before pushing it right inside her. She let out a gasp while I thrust hard, slapping my thighs against her ass. I grabbed her around the waist and pulled her as close to me as possible, then pulled out. His shaky hand would not hold the key still enough for him to insert it in the lock. Clint finally hit the hole, and he entered the room. He found nothing out of place as he looked around the room. He knocked on the bedroom door.“What” she curtly answered without opening the door.“You need to eat. Can I get you some food?”“Yes” was all she said. Clint left the room and went to the hotel restaurant, ordering everything on the menu that he had learned she liked. He didn’t understand what he’d. I loved the freedom the music and the atmosphere gave me, the way my body responded to the beat, gyrating on a podium to the cheers of the crowd one minute then swallowed up by the heaving masses the next.The multi coloured whirling and flashing lights, pulsing with the rhythm, strobe lighting putting the dancers into freeze frame for frozen moments and all this being played out on the huge wall mounted screens. Laser effects swirling in a myriad of shapes and forms, scrolling and spinning in.