Fleur looked stunning. Her blonde hair was cropped in a short, no-nonsense crop, her lips were bright red, and she wore a stunning black PVC playsuit ...or the game outside with Cunt.It was one of this lace-up the middle jobs, with cut-outs for her smallish but firm breasts. It was also crotchless, so her pretty little trimmed blonde bush was on display, the labia peeping below the hair. Domination boots, also black, completed her ?Don’t fuck with me? attire.Sipping on a spritzer, Fleur looked. "Good evening, Mr. Banning, Miss von Stade."'He knows my name, ' Marion thought, 'what kind of arrangement has Banning made for this evening?'"Henry," Mr. Banning nodded. "Do you have my case?" Yes, Mr. Banning," Henry said and strode to an overstuffed chair, picked up a briefcase and quickly returned to the couple, handing it to Banning."Thank you Henry, your efficiency is always appreciated." Oh, you're very welcome sir. We hope you enjoy your stay with us." I'm sure we will. It's room 313. I just googled songs to dry hump to."Oh!" It sounded good, especially, like, this one part.” She giggled.“Oh yeah?” I said. I was on the front of the bed, hands holding me up on either side. “Which part?”She walked over to me and turned away and gave me an expression over her shoulder, like a classic movie actress who knew exactly what she was doing. She slid into position and pushed her butt against my cock to push it back, then against my belly button. It wasn’t warm anymore, it was. The thing with Becky, not the original ‘Incident’, but the final sex marathon, had been a dagger pointed at Kara, not at Jessica.The second layer of the storm involved the ‘forbidden fruit’, as I’d come to think of it over the past few days. Of those, perhaps the easiest to deal with was Bethany. Easiest because I could control my emotions and actions with her fairly easily. The actual issue there lay with the girl at the other end of the spectrum: Jennifer. The more I thought about our.