Bob could not resist turning the intensity up to four. I became more rigid immediately, I felt my knees buckle slightly, and I was forced to lean in a...d brace myself against him for support. “Oh shit, Bob, that is too much, too intense,….please…it is too much.”“Give it a second. I think you’ll get used to it.”“Bob, I don't know if I can’t take it. It is so intense.” I realized that I was pressing myself firmly into Bob, and I was now involuntarily grinding my pussy into Bobs crotch. “Shit. Oh. I undid the straps of the pinafore apron on the back and grabbed his left wrist. I guided it behind his back and wrapped the soft material around it a few times. His right wrist followed.“Now, you have been a bad girl today. I have to make sure you will behave tonight when the guests are here.” I said while tying his wrists together with the apron strings.I lifted up the skirts of his maid’s uniform.“Guests?!” He anxiously asked.“Of course dear. Some of my friends are coming over.” My hands. I gloried with the feel of your nipples drilling into my chest, the feel of your soft curves against my muscular body. The tip of my cock touched your pussylips as I guided it into the open slot. All that filled the air was the sound of our laboured breathing and the softness of our groans of need and desire. I slipped my cock between your lips and opened you further. Your hands clawed at my back and you cried with the pleasure of my cock pushing into you. Slowly I thrust my cock into you and. I called and ordered three filet's to order and we all put on one of the fluffy white robes they had in the bathroom.It was not long before our dinner was at the door. I was happy to see a really cute guy dressed in his black jacket complete with a towel over his forearm bring our order into the room. The hotel specialized in providing an in-room dining experience and our serve proceeded to prepare a setting for three complete with flowers, candles and a bottle of wine. He stood back as we ate.