I waited. I don't remember how long, then i brought what i needed with me and headed to her room. Two floors up.As I approached her room, I could hear...the shower running. I decided to enter quietly, so I put in the keycard and heard it click open.Slowly I opened the door, and shut it quietly. It latched shut. Did she hear it?To my right was the bathroom. The bathrooms in the hotel were quite large, and featured a large shower with tile floor, raindrop shower head and glass wall. It occupied the. But I wanted to be sure of myself before I went to that step and to that end Hanna was going to be my guinea pig. It was going to be interesting to see how she would act - and what she would do.By the time the late afternoon rolled around, I had worked myself up into quite a state. I was very keen to have another encounter with Sophie, and had even given some thought to what I would do to her. I didn’t just want to have sex with her once again - although she was hot enough that it would be. Even through her panties (which, though they seemed to be made of just plain cotton could not have been hotter to him) he could feel how hot and damp she was, but he wanted her to see stars. To be the one who made her see stars. His thumb slid in slow, deliciously agonizing circles over her clit, occasionally pressing down on the hardening nub so he could enjoy her gasp of surprise and pleasure. One finger dipped lower, feeling her wetness through the thin fabric of her panties. Finally,. Then he lowers his face - ah, I can feel his hot breath on my hole, opening it, calling out to it, preparing it for whatever might come next as my cock continues to bleed, planted against the lounger. Then suddenly his tongue is on me, exploring every edge, the wetness seeming to fill me up from the guts - exploring with its mollusc-suck, kissing and now teeth, biting and leaving their marks on me. His fingers clench my cheeks as he pushes his tongue in, reaching the start of my sphincter,.