"Mmmmmmm," i moan smiling, "I knew this trip was going to be amazing the minute I woke up on that plane and saw you."I hear you chuckle, "you may have...to visit here more often..." your fingers run up and down my back, making me shiver... you moan as my nipples stiffen again. You mumble something about needing a drink. I smile moving off of you, my skirt hiked up to my hips and my blouse and bra totally open, I walk to the mini fridge bending over, showing my ass, to get some alcohol. I feel. "Get on your hands and knees," she ordered, taking the condom from me. "Actually, no, before you do that, get me another drink, perv."Once I had fetched the drinks I got on my hands and knees as instructed, a little embarrassed that I no longer had an erection. "What's wrong? Have you changed your mind? Don't you like this?" Karen asked, genuinely concerned."God, no! I love it!" I replied, "It's just having a rest. I've had a hard-on for about two hours." Maybe I can help you with that," she. But it was too much. She removed the lingerie, went back to the bed and put them back in the bag. Then she noticed something new: a pair of handcuffs. «What would they do with these?» she wondered. Se put her wrist on the handcuff and closed it. They weren't fake, but real police handcuffs. «Where could the key be?».She walked back to the bathroom, remembering seeing a small key there, she tripped with the edge and fell. She managed to hold, but in doing so she heard the. ' You hear the door close behind me but you do not move or turnaround to see if I actually have left the and room, besides you cannot take your eyes off the mirror or the word on your breasts that describes your behaviour so aptly. You start to lose track of time, it feels like hours although you realise it is probably only minutes before you hear the door handle turn again. Out of the corner of your eye you see me going to the bathroom and return with a small hand towel and immediately you.