“Hello, Miss Taylor” he said. “I’m glad you could come.”“Hello Mr. Jones,” she replied. “It’s nice to see you again.”They walked t...wards the hotel and made small talk, and all the while she maintained her respectfulness and addressed him as “Sir” or “Mr. Jones”, in line with her instructions. As they approached the hotel, he asked her if she had followed all of his instructions, and she confirmed that she had. He had already checked in, so they headed straight to the lift. If the lift was. Craig stepped from his underwear.His eyes went right to my pussy. I had a fair amount of long blonde hair around it. My own eyes went to his cock. I had seen cocks in magazines but never in person. His cock was hard and curved upward. It was only about four inches and pencil-thin looking. The head of his cock was much thicker than the body of his cock. His cock looked like a curved mushroom.I moved closer to him as I slipped my hand down to my pussy. I stood there as I dipped a finger between. "Sorry ,love,but the project will take a bit longer,I have to stay here until tomorrow,fuck this!" Don't worry sexy lover,I'll be okay,I got the garden to do and I'll start painting the ensuite bathroom later," she said."I know,but I am really pissed off ,I told them to have all the plans ready so that I could look over them and be on the evening train," he said,there was disappointment in his voice,he missed her touch and really wanted to make love to her." You make me so horny," he. I estimated as best I couldher size yet was unsure of her preferences. I bought a new suitcase andslowly began packing. If my girlfriend had been more observant, or hadseen cause to be, she would have noticed items that began to disappear.At first it was only little things. I took a hairband, an elastic thatshe'd tie her hair back with, some cheap bracelets that she never wore,two emery files. I took one of her disposable razors from the shower. One time I "accidentally" knocked my.