He yawned, and looked at the clock. ?Bedtime,? he thought. ?Better let her out.?Bob walked to the locked entertainment center, and turned off the tw... switches. He unlatched the door, and stood in slack jawed amazement at what he saw.Sara sat motionless except for the rise and fall of her lovely breasts. Air rasped noisily through her flared nostrils as she took long, gasping breaths. She was bathed in sweat, her hair plastered to her face. Drops of sweat dripped from her nose, and ran. I could feel the pre-cum soaking my underwear as my throbbing cock jerked inside my pants. I reached over to pinch your wet nipple as John kissed you deeply.When I looked down I saw that your hand had found its way into his lap, and you were squeezing his thick erection with your tiny hand. I almost came in my pants.When you finally stopped kissing you turned to me with a look of pure lust in your eyes and asked, "Can I have them both, just this one time?" Although I felt jealous of the way. Her glasses, sleek black frames in a European style, were pushed back onto her temple. ‘You can’t just go in there, sir,’ she said saucily, with a strange lilt that seemed a provocation. ‘Don’t trifle with me,’ I said. ‘This is urgent.’ I made for the door to his consulting room. The receptionist stood up from behind her desk to block me. I wouldn’t have guessed she would be so tall, so lean, with a lithe, slender frame and skinny hips that made her breasts seem even rounder. Her legs were long. As the valet, pulled up in my car, I told Trisha that she needed to respect the talk when only talked to rule again. We quietly pulled off to head for my hotel. As we drove, I told Trisha that she needed to hike up her skirt and show me her pussy. She looked around and did as told. I had her rub her pussy and she said “Wow, I am fucking wet”. I stared at her and you said what? “Sorry Sir” as she looked down. I said too late. You will be spanked when we get back to the hotel. I was.