Not because I wanted to obey the bitch butbecause I didn't want to prematurely reveal my plan to her. I wanted tocompletely surprise her with my evil...plan after I used her.Room 1800 was on the top floor of the hotel. When the elevator doorsopened on that floor, I found out that it was the only room on thatfloor. I was momentarily awed by the fact that an entire floor wasthere for just one room. I wondered how expensive this room must be.I knocked twice. No answer. I waited for more than. He said he loved my soft skin and started biting my ass. I was feeling his cock near my throat. I was amazed at its size. I took it in my mouth and started sucking it just like I had imagined and seen in porn. We were in 69 he was sucking my cock ass liking my ass and biting me. He then said he could not do much as there is less space. He said hell fuck my mouth and started fucking my mouth. He asked me whether I’m his bitch I said I am. He started fucking me wildly and deeply in my throat.. I chose oil.A balding, shifty-eyed, runty 50ish man in gray “Guccci” sweatpants and sweatshirt led me up a flight of stairs, down a dingy hallway, into a KTV room.“No, I wanted an oil massage, not karaoke,” I affirmed, but my words fell on deaf ears, and he scurried out.I sat into the butterscotch brown leather couch in the center of the room, thinking perhaps another attendant would arrive to take me to the massage quarters.But a second later, in slinked a very, very pretty young girl, maybe. She could see that her sixteen-year-old son was really turned on, and she wondered what his little cock looked like all swollen with blood and desire. It had been years since she had seen him naked. She realized what she was thinking and blushed, and then again she wondered what his cock looked like. Had it grown? Of course it had grown. Was it hard? She looked away from her son and pushed back her chair.Helen paid the check and they walked out to the car. "You get in the back and sleep; I'll.