She was better prepared than last time, she hoped. The perfume she wore was minimal, only on the pulse points of her wrists. She had on her mascara bu... not her lipstick. A towel and the Airwick were already in the room, and the window was open. The alarm was set for 3:00.She let him in and locked the door. They had a great kiss. Her top was white and so thin that she’d never have worn it without a bra if anyone else could see her. Andy not only saw her, he felt her through the top. He turned. No one messed with me either, witch was cool. So it was 4 a.m. on the dot, I wake up. I here my girl literally begging someone to fuck. I have no idea why but I looked for just a second and shut my eyes again. But it was long enough for me to see her and this black dude on floor with a blanket for a mattress. I could hear kissing and rustling around. And her saying shit like "nobody knows" and "I need it right now". Dude even said "he just moved" and she brushed it off like "he's fucking passed. If the inside looked half as good as the outside, I doubted there was going to be any problem giving it.When the driver opened the door, I handed him a hundred euro note and asked if he could put the luggage in the foyer for now. He smiled as he palmed the tip, “It’s part of the service, sir, but I never turn down a tip.”Piero and James were both waiting as I got out of the car and didn’t bat an eye as my pets crawled out behind me, still mostly naked. There were several gasps from the group. I told her I would like it down so she took my clit in her lovely soft feminine hand andpushed it down between my legs where my knob pressed against the silklining of the girdle. As Vicki fasted the rest of the hooks thepressure of the closing girdle forced my clit further down until it waspointing straight down with the knob pressing against the silkyhardness of the girdle lining. The pain in my clit was also erotic, butI still luxuriated in the erotic pleasure of Vicki handling my clitwhen.