She hoped she wouldn’t flunk it at the last moment; she hoped Clara would be all she desired and had imagined. And then she found herself on the tr...in, little bag packed, heart thumping. She couldn’t keep the grin from her face. The journey passed in a whirl. Arrival in London, taxi to the Dorchester Hotel, checking in (she was sure the concierge knew what she was doing… she felt so guilty) and then in the lift clutching the key to Room 342. The room was wonderful, big bed and a luxurious. Her moans were getting more and more and this got you a bit wet , you started too play with your nipples through your top and this got you even more wet, as she was getting more and more into it, all you could hear off of her was calling your name and telling you how she would like too taste your juices in her mouth, you were startled a bit but was excited that she was there wanking her nice juicy cunt thinking about you, you left and went back out and came back in the front door and shouted. As my room door closed behind us our passion took total control as our lips touched. We kissed over and over, my tongue probed every part of her mouth before I moved my lips to her ears and neck. I lightly nibbled her ear lobes while giving her little kisses to her perfumed scented skin. Her arms went around my my shoulders and she moaned. After tasting and nibbling her over and over I asked if she would like a drink “of course my love” she replied. I poured us each a glass of wine and admired. I let Daddy fuck my throat until he came, shooting his load deep into my belly. I watched Daddy zip up his pants and I thought about what he’d said.“That was great daddy, but about tonight I was going to go downtown and work the bookstore.” That was when I sucked dicks through a glory-hole in a video booth in the back of an adult bookstore. I usually made a few bucks their, Dad knew all about it.“The boys are willing to pay for your time, you know that,” Daddy said picking up his briefcase.“It.