I just wish we could have found this lovewithout Gerald's evil spell." So do I mom." Our lips met as my hands slipped down the abundantflesh to grasp...that sexy round ass. -*-There was no embarrassment as I gently pulled Sara's buttocks apart tolook at her tiny pink abused anus. There was clear coat of somesubstance applied there but not blood - just red and tender looking.I gave Lisa a pleased smile, "You make a good nurse."She beamed at my comment.I looked over at Angel to see her red sad. "Betty and Lucy shared glances as they entered their room. Lucy held herfinger to her lips signifying silence. Both professionals realized theycould be bugged. They also took note of the solid door and its equallysolid looking lock. The room was air conditioned but it had no windows. Betty mouthed the word 'prisoner'. They left the room a few minutes later having set up some intruder traps.Allyson and Ruth did the same. The only clothing available were a coupleof shapeless white tent. My heart was beating so fast and in no time I hold her head and kissed her forehead, cheeks, neck, and ears. She was silent and hugged me I carried her in my hips and started to kiss her lips like a hungry lustful lion.We were kissing for so long until our saliva is left dry and I saw her and said I want u, baby.She said to do what u want. I took her to bed and dressed her and took boobs pressing and sucking. I tasted the warm milk and drank it like a hungry calf.She was mourning loudly fuck me. He held the phone with his pinky sticking out into space. The way dainty rich ladies coddled a drink. Smoot ended his call.Tag was told by Mr. Raymond (Quiff) Smoot, that he, Mr. Taggart O. Bonewell, could take the rest of the week to orient himself to the hotel. The dick he was replacing, Mr. Ivan Shakely, was finishing out the week."Call me Tag, Mr. Smoot." He liked things friendly and amiable."Fine then, Tag it is, and you can call me Mr. Smoot, Tag?" Shit, thought Tag, one of those! Well,.