We were shown to our room, (No.8) not bad nothing special, a double bed, bathroom with a shower, TV and the usual tea making facilities, and a view ov...rlooking the Stream nearby.My wife was unpacking our clothes while I took a look around the hotel, I found the restaurant, and the keep fit area, and finally the bar.I decided to have a quick pint of beer, when a black man came up to the bar and also ordered a drink, ' Hi' he said to me, in what seemed like an American accent.'Alright mate' I. I’m grinding my pelvis into the bed, fighting to release the orgasm that is coming. He pulls the plug out slowly and then pushes it in again. Deeper. My ass stretches receive it. I squirm, the intensity of the feeling overwhelming me. I struggle to move away, but can’t, my wrists and ankles are securely bound. I can’t get away from the plug and he begins to push it in and out, harder, faster. I can’t hold off any longer. ‘Master, may I please cum?’ I ask breathlessly. There’s no answer, just. That was fucking incredible!" "We're just getting warmed up." Charlie announced confidently. He pushed her torso forward and stood up without ever taking his cock out of her. He bent her forward and she had to put her hands on the coffee table for balance. Charlie immediately started drilling her from behind. Nothing slow or gentle about it. He was a little rougher than I had expected. So far though, Claire didn't seem to mind. He carefully took up all of her hair at the base of her neck and. ‘Ah, I sense you have detected my genetic flaw,’ she said, smiling. ‘It’s not contacts, it’s natural. People often stare but I’ve got used to it.’ Obviously I was staring and lowered my eyes. ‘Not to worry, I don’t mind someone like you staring.’ I closed my book. We talked for what seemed a short time but was in fact a few hours. Somehow time in her company passed quickly. She made me laugh and she had a rather curious way of talking which may become apparent to you as this story develops. ‘I.