They didn't yell, but I heard Steph crying every few minutes. I just held Charlotte until she stopped shaking. Then I got up and decided to clean the ...hrow-up as well as I could. I mopped it up with a sponge, a bucket of water, and some cleaner I found under the kitchen sink. It wasn't a perfect job, but it didn't smell anymore.Then I knelt beside Charlotte again and kissed her once more."Are you okay?" I asked."No," she replied, barely whispering. "I've broken daddy's heart." Who could have. Moments later it was again slow music and we again started to dance closely. He again started to move his hands over my buttocks, but this time it was more aggressive. He not only caressed but was grabbing my ass.Yes. He was groping my ass in all his senses. I realized it was not dancing; he was molesting me in all his senses.I looked at him with big eyes but he was looking downwards. I was in a state of such shock and shame that i was caught dumb. He on the other hand was continuing his. Sure enough just after 10pm my room telephone rang to inform me that I had visitors at the reception, I left the room and went to meet them they both looked great, casually dressed in short skirts and loose fitting tops, they both greeted me warmly and I then led them back to my room, once inside they asked if I had some liquor for them and were pleased when they found out I had, it was then that I realised that they were probably under 21, but I said nothing as I poured 3 large JD’s and coke. Within two seconds I was stark naked in front of her. She glanced at my stiff cock, and man...the look from her eyes that brief moment showed that she wanted to have that cock in her right there right now. Her eyes illustrated profound sexual hunger. Without another second to waste, she commanded, “kam milta go koap lo rum blo mi”, and hurried me to her room. Her wide round bare buttocks swaying welcomingly before me. I grabbed a handful of both her ass cheeks, right on the butt crease where.