Her tank top had ridden up at the back, exposing the small of her back. She wore a white Tracie bottom that clung to her body.I could make out her but... cheeks and her ass crack. I crept up behind her and leaned forward to place a mug of coca in her hands. While doing so, I deliberately pushed my crotch against her ass. Her body jerked forward and she turned her head involuntarily. I smiled and she managed a nervous giggle in response. I decided to take my time and started a conversation.We were. After all, just being dressed in black inch-mesh fishnets, held up bysuspenders from a black lacy basque, nipped hard at my waist, with mycock-clit barely covered by my pink g-string pouch and the string overmy divine snow white left cheek, while I tottered about on 8", platformheeled, "fuck-me" shoes, and nothing else, surely could not be causing it.And it couldn't be my long black hair, styled in "bunches" like "Abby" from . She would have to phone the front desk and do a lot of explaining. She would claim that she had been raped and robbed, but it would be hard to make that story sound believable. How many hotel burglars stole a woman’s clothes and makeup and left her naked in her hotel room? Especially when they had seen her standing around the hotel lobby in various states of semi-dress waiting for a man who was now nowhere to be found now. She recalled reading that there were more security cameras per person in. Were going to fuck you like a pornstar, Chris grunted, thrusting hard and forcing his cock deep into my asshole with one movement, making me squeal with surprise. Oh fuck yes, you like that? You like having both holes fucked? Chris asked me roughly, his hands gripping my waist as he started to thrust his cock deep into my asshole. I closed my eyes, groaning uncontrollably as they both started to fuck me, James pumping his cock up into my pussy as Chris started thrusting powerfully into.