That evening Ana put on a blouse with no bra and a sexy mini skirt.Her breasts could be easily seen through the lace material. Even though it was warm... I could notice that her dark nipples were erect with excitement.We went to the lobby, to the table where Brad was sitting.He immediately offered us some wine.As we walked up to the buffet, Anita told me in a quiet voice, that if Brad was interested, she would like to invite him back to our room for dessert...As we sat down at the table, my. ..” Amaya stated, in between pants. She sat up and wrapped her arms around my neck. I grabbed her ass and pulled her close to me. “I don’t know if this is going to work...” she voiced. I raised an eyebrow in response to Amaya’s comments. “Why, because of your dog? It’s okay. I mean, I can just move him outside the room for a few minutes and we can—” “—No, it’s not that. It’s your, um, your size.” “My size?” Amaya leaned back somewhat and became. “Like a stripper or maybe even a flasher might get a thrill,” I suggested. “No!" she answered firmly, quick as a flash. “A stripper is in control. They’re saying 'I can turn you on. I can walk over to you and turn you on whether you want to be turned on or not just by taking off my clothes.' The stripper is in control. I was embarrassed. It was more like a child being punished in public. Humiliation. Almost the opposite of being a stripper, I think" Sam hesitated. Blushing. "Like being. I could feel it throbbing, she grabbed my hand and pushed it onto her chest, i squeezed her tit and pulled her in close. We carried on kissing until i asked if she wanted to go upstairs for some fun. She said yes and lead me up the stairs.We got into her bedroom and she took her shirt off. We kissed and carressed as i took off mine then hugged her tight to squeeze her ass which was amazing. I unbuttoned her jeans and she slid them down revealing a purple thong. I undid mine and slid them down..