On the right was a matching six-drawer dresser. A bench to her right held her suitcase and Roger's backpack. To the left of the bathroom door was a sm...ll fireplace with the gas logs, and beyond that, a small dressing table where Laura had placed her overnight bag the night before. The wall across from her was taken up by the large king-sized bed and a couple of nightstands.Laura's clothes were on the floor by the bed, and as she took in the room, she realized that Roger had added to the mess by. He removed his hand from her mouth telling her not to speak without permission or she would be punished. He put the knife away and taking something from his pocket he reached around Dee running his hands up her body from her pussy to her tits. He fondled her tits squeezing her globes and nipples until she let out a moan of pain. She could feel his erection pressing against her ass as he abused her tits. Satisfied with the reaction he moved his right hand up to her mouth telling her to open as. "So, well be back around nine" my wife then said as we headed for the door."No problem Mrs Jones, and don't worry about a thing, everything will be alright!" Jessie grinned, before we then left.That evening was pretty great, we ate in a nice restaurant, had a couple of drinks in one of the best bars in town, and then got a taxi back home just before nine, and as we sat chatting and giggling, a little drunk as it was our first drop of alcohol in a good few months, my wife whispered "You like. Then I felt Rachael take my hand, mom open the door, and I being led to my bedroom.I was sort of pushed into my room and over to my bed. As it hit the back of my legs I sat down on it. Rachael wasted no time in removing her clothes. The silky white blouse came right off and there was nothing underneath it. Her black micro miniskirt was unzipped and down in no time followed by her white panties. She placed her white panties in my hand and told me to sniff them while she got things started. All I.