It still seemed pretentious, but it was understandable. Cassie decided that sleeping on the bed with Chris was not the best of ideas, even if he prom...sed to do nothing. She opened the wardrobe, only to find all her clothes neatly hung up by one of the maids. At the bottom, she spied a change of bedclothes. She pulled these out, an idea forming in her head. An hour later, Cassie was fast asleep. — Chris walked down after leaving Cassie in his room to tell Mrs. Potts, the housekeeper, to hold. “Okay, Syd. You have been really patient this whole trip, so you deserve a little reward. We are in Venice, Italy for a few days,” I said.“No way! I was right. I can’t believe you did this for me. It’s so wonderful. Thank you, Bret. I love it,” smiling after she said it. Sydnee just stopped dead in the terminal. It was kind of deja vu from when we first met at the airport in London. All she could do was give me the tightest hug I have ever felt. We grabbed our car and started off to the. Sitting down on the edge of my bed, I went back to talking with Rich, sipping at my coffee. After a couple minutes though, something caught my attention. I glanced at my nightstand, seeing that it was completely empty except for my alarm clock. "Where's the bottle?" I demanded. Suddenly Rich started laughing. "The bottle's over there," he gestured to the coffee pot, "but you just drank the stuff inside." "WHAT?" I exclaimed, jumping to my feet in horror. "You didn't.. ?" "Yup" Rich chuckled.. She had the best camel hoof I had ever seen as she was so moist and horny. She grabbed the side of her knickers, pulled them aside and placed my dick in her pussy. She was so wet my dick just slid straight into her depths, and with one big thrust she was moaning already. A few thrusts later and her facial expression changed, she was now shouting my name telling me to thrust harder. I knew she was about to squirt. I gave her my all, my balls smacking her ass and as I gave a final deep thrust, I.