“Thank you, baby. The flowers are great.” I was waiting for you to ask me about the note, but you never did. “I thought it would be nice.” “... also got this strange note with the flowers. You know, I’m gonna be too tired to do anything tonight, right?” I knew that you hated to tell me this by the sound in your voice. “Well then it’s a good thing that you won’t be doing anything. Tonight it’s all about you and having you relaxed.” I smiled. “I’ll see you when you get home.” This will be the last. An attractive woman in her thirties was lying on the bed in a tee shirt and shorts dead. I turned the TV off and left.I went through the rest of the rooms and found no one alive. A few looked like they might have died that night. In one room, the man died in a chair still trying to work on his computer. That was more dedication than my company was going to get from me!The hotel was empty of live people except for me. It was time to think about moving on though that would mean a large step. I. There was a palatable silence as they coupled and we watched as Felicia's finger changed course and slipped down between her labia, which were moist, and slipped deeper inside her.My mouth was dry and my heart pumped like crazy, and as I looked around at each girl assembled, this very sexual gathering was having an effect on all of us, as nipples could be seen hardening under the tight filling blouses, one size smaller that issue size, for that very reason.Felicia continued to masturbate Cecil,. She didn’t have on any perfume, but her natural scent sent a little more blood rushing to my already strained cock. She was... intoxicating. Without warning, I licked the right side of her neck. She moaned into my ear, running her hand through my hair, pulling me closer exposing more of her neck to my advances. I started to bite down, sucking a little, flicking my tongue. Her moaning increased in volume and earnestness. I released my hold and was pleased to see that my actions had left a little.