"Now, let's talk Mattie. I want to discussthe things you'll be wearing and the duties you'll be performing for me andthe other girls. After all, we ...ave to know just what you'lll be doingbefore we know what outfits to have made for you. So I want you to relax andtell me all about your innermost thouhgts and fantasies. And about yourself.Tell me, Mattie, how old are you?"We talked for almost two hours about all sorts of things: Did I like mybody? What did I think was my most attractive. I said."Ask me to make you cum slut"! He said. "Please make me cum sir". I said. "That's a good slut". He said and when he said that he put the vibrator back on my clit and rubbed my clit until the most powerful orgasm I ever had hit me.I squirted all over as I had my orgasm, probably the most squirting I had done at the time. After I came down from my orgasm he got in between my legs and positioned his even harder cock with my pussy. With one big push his cock was balls deep in my pussy. I. A half-hour later, a bellhop came to the room and helped ?Miss Dunbar? load her bags and trunks onto a cart. McClintock strode after the cart in one of Dunbar?s travelling outfits, with all the grace and confidence that six weeks of intense training can give a man. In the lobby, two more ?emigrants? were waiting with their luggage for their shuttle. They had met Dunbar in the hotel?s bar two days ago, and had formed a traveler?s bond. This was the crucial moment where the infiltration would. Nicas phone buzzed as she received a text message saying Hilton Hotel, room 203, after 7pm, she read it out to Sara. By this time it was 6pm so they decided to freshen up by getting into the shower together for a little girl on girl rub down. They both pinned their hair up to save time restyling as the shower heated up, they both helped each other off with their clothes in sync. Nica removed Saras jumper, tie, and shirt before kneeling in front to unbutton her skirt sliding it down over her.