Noticing my state of undress, he turned to me and looked me up and down. I was already getting hard and had to fight the urge to hide it from him.“I... looks like you won’t need help undressing tonight,” he said with a smile.“Yeah…” I replied, feeling a bit shy.I turned my sight to the TV. Trans porn played on the screen again. A petite blonde tgirl was climbing on her knees on a couch and started licking the large manhood of an older and much bigger gentleman she addressed as daddy.“I’m guessing. Now the breezes from the window had found it and blew softly across it as if trying to excite her even further with her own moisture., she wished her would return. Then, as if in answer to her thought, a door opened. Light from beyond the door washed into the room. She turned to look but the person’s face was still in shadow. Was it him? Who was it? She could not tell for sure. The figure moved and the door closed and the darkness chased the light from the room once again. She strained to see. Jackson doesn't have a husband, but we'll make arrangements I'm sure." She smiled at the clerk, who smiled at me. Confused, but playing along, I smiled back.When we got up to our room I started to unpack, and Monica stopped me. "No, Ms. Jackson's room is right there, " she said. "Through that door there. You heard me, that I'm expecting a gentleman. So if you don't mind, dear, why don't you go in there and change to a bathing suit? This hotel has a famous hot spring pool we'll want to try. And. OhI left the room my mind forcing my twitching cock to remain soft as I filled the bath with warm water.I managed to keep myself under control and upon returning to my room Fi was down to her bra.Come on slow coach.Only if you carry meWhatCarry me to the bathWhatI want you to carry me to the bath.Why there is not much space…Just carry me. Tears started again.Oh…OKI bent down and clasped her around the waist and under her thighs, god she seemed heavy for such a skinny figure. She snuggled into.