Then she told me that her friend Tracey had been at the door. I asked her what Tracey was there for and she said that she had phoned her earlier that ...ay when we went shopping, I was so surprised that she had told her friend what we were up to.Sarah told me not to worry about that at the moment and asked me to take her to the shower so she could fuck me. I thought that would be fine and all dressed up I slipped inside her and pounded her little pussy till I shot my cum inside her. Just after I. There were some other people on the balcony farther down, but I slowly dropped to my knees as he’d told me. “What are you doing here?”, he asked.“You told me to meet you here.”“I know I told you to meet me here, but why did you?”“I couldn’t help it”, I replied.“Because you’re a slut and you want my cum, don’t you”, he barked, loud enough for the people down the hall to hear.“Yes”, I replied meekly.“What, I didn’t hear you”, he said back, again in a rather loud voice.“Because I’m a slut and I. Ella and I have not met in person yet; we don’t live far from one another. I made plans to meet up in a hotel that isn't far from where I live. I've been here setting up for about an hour. I have a lot of setting up to do before she arrives. She’s to arrive, come to the room, knock and put the blindfold on; I had her buy the other day. I have about 30 minutes before she’s to show up. She knows she’ll be punished if she’s late. I've set the room up the best I can as if it was at my home. You. I said “what are you talking about” knowing full well that she was talking about the raging hard on poking her belly button. She reached down and lightly grabbed my dick through the thin material of my gym shorts (it was the 80s) and whispered “what is this”? “Its my penis. It gets big and hard around pretty girls”. I replied. “Do you think I am pretty”? “Yes” I whispered. “It feels good when you touch it.” She took her tiny hand and wrapped it around my dick and began softly squeezing.