We planned to sleep in on Saturday, then wander up and down the strip and figure out what we wanted to do. In the evening, we planned to meet Byron fo... dinner at the Aria, where he was staying. When Saturday afternoon came, we returned to our room to get ready. Eileen showered and changed into a new dress she had bought that day. It was shorter than her other dresses, and had a plunging neckline that showed her ample breasts, enhanced by a sexy lace push up bra. She looked as sexy as I had ever. ” He pushes me off of him and tells me to get in my knees head down ass in the air. Trembling, I do as he says without any hesitation.I feel his hand smack against my ass over and over. With each smack he is asking if I thought by giving him a blow job I was taking control of him? I cry out "No sir! I only want to do a good job for you, give you as much pleasure as I can." My ass cheeks are burning. I feel his fingers slide first into my dripping wet pussy then move up to my asshole. One finger. I was looking her up and down when she must have noticed. She sat back down and began to change the subject to sex. "Do you remember that guy I was with a few months back?" she asked me. "I think so. What about him?" "He was shit in bed," she explained. "He used to try his best and properly go for it but never get me to the place I wanted to be." "My ex wouldn't stop fucking me!" "Oh yeah? Didn't think you'd be that good if I'm honest." Feeling slightly offended by her comment, I defended. " So it wasn't just kissing?" Right, I thought you would be better off not knowing, but you asked for it. Sit there and shut up. I'm going to tell you how it is and you can just deal with it."This is what she told me.“When we danced the second time and he put his hands on my bum I thought about telling him no. But then I decided you had been so horrible that I wanted to make you suffer so I let him do it and put mine on his. After a little while, I decided it felt nice and I was going to enjoy.