Thinking about all their talks made Sara quite wet and uncomfortable in her seat. As soon as she unbuckled to go to the restroom, the "Fasten Seatbelt... light came on, and the stewardess told her they were landing. Landing?! She didn't realize how fast time had flown by. Descending in the plane only made the butterflies in her stomach turn into a beating drum! As the wheels hit the runway, she could feel her palms sweating. She couldn't wait to get off the plane, but on the other hand, it. .' One of them commented '...yeah just like a bitch dog in heat...' One lifted my head up and ordered me '...lick my balls and dick bitch, lick my balls and dick...' The other was behind me sliding his rigid man hood up and down my butt crack. Once his penile glans had located my anal opening, he gripped my hips and plunged his rigid tool deep into my bung hole. I cried out at the roughness of his effort and was rewarded by him pulling out and ramming his tool back into my aching bung hole. . "Must be Simon's room," Don thought.Both men had been in the bar enough times to know their way around in the dim light that managed to get through the curtains covering the front windows. As they walked past some booths, Don noticed the stage over in a corner. It wasn't big, there wasn't much room. But Simon used it occasionally, bringing in a local rock group or a folk singer. Today, he'd hung a curtain across the front. It reached completely from floor to ceiling, blocking the view. "Yes, she seems to have not spilled the drink," replied Cook. "The horsd'oeuvres are on the table there, Sissy. Pick them up and show Mariahow you will serve them."As I practiced serving Maria corrected my posture so that when I bentover to offer the canap?s my exposed titties and rear would beprominently displayed. "Much better, Sissy, off you go and mind yourdeportment - curtsey coming and going; eyes to his manly parts."I entered the library to find Master at his desk.What a beautiful man he.