“Delicious,” he said softly, looking down at my body, still keeping me pinned. I didn’t try to move, my body hot, my pussy getting wetter and we...ter by the minute, loving the way he was acting. I didn’t even care that there were people outside that anyone could walk in on us. I just wanted him. My hands slid over his, and he laced his fingers with mine and together we caressed the tops of my thighs, the vee between them, both of us feeling the damp material stuck to me, trailing our fingertips. He lasted what seemed to be an hour more. Slamming me and keeping me in his control. Told him to stop I hear someone, that made him rush. He finished in me as we had agreed. He went out after and looked for anyone. I got my panties on and in my chair. I sit gently and not with all the force on the seat. I start crying as he comes in. he comforts me and ask if my crying is issues with my marriage. I say yes and tell him to go on patrol for a while. He leaves and I inspect me self. find a little. God That feels good! This is her idea,by the way. She said if I didn't get Donny dr-unk,before she got home that She would. Evidently,her hormones are working overtime. Oh,Lord! Yeah,like that! In fact,She called me from work and told Me to set up the cameras and get things ready for a Fuck-A-Thon!" Wonderful." I sighed as I bent over and spread my asscheeks. "Now, shove that dino-sized cock of Yours up my ass! Donny can wait!"I felt the head of his cock pressing against my puckered anal ring.. If there hadn’t been ten others in the tour group, I would have run away in the first five minutes. As it was, when I got back to the B&B, I kept imagining people coming into my room and marching through to the bathroom all night long. Mrs. Teasley told me in the morning that she was surprised I hadn’t noticed it earlier. My bathroom is where the stairway to the servants’ quarters used to be. Apparently, every house and hotel in Savannah—at least in the historic district—is haunted. I know I.