” I wrap my towel around my waist, if for no other reason to pretend I have no ulterior motive. I start with your shoulders, my strong fingers and ...ough palms gliding over your skin. Applying a little pressure with my thumbs to your muscles. Your head drops forward as you resign yourself to the pleasure of my nimble strong fingers and the sheer pleasure they cause you. As I move down your front, I gently caress and rub oil into your tits, slowly brushing my hands down your cleavage and round. In her mind she did something she never would let herself do in real life. She let go, and out of her own mouth it came. ?Hit me,? she whispered. ?Please hit my ass, Master,? she said just loud enough to be heard. In her fantasy he did. His hand came down hard on her ass making a slapping sound so loud that it hurt Sara’s ears. She said it again, louder this time. Again, he hit her, and again. She begged out loud for it now. She saw herself being spanked, felt the big, hard cock of her. She was obviously uncomfortable with the situation. Bob, however, seemed to be a nice guy.The three traded introductions then Julie asked, "Bob, would you stop at a store so we can get some food?"Bob said, "Sure thing, Julie." The girls went inside the store and bought snacks and beer while Bob kept the motor running. His own motor had begun to rev up with the site of these two foxes.They drove to the motel and the girls checked in. Julie invited Bob to the room to have some food. Bob excepted. "She thinks you drugged her," Danielle said.I blinked at the redhead. "Drugged her? With what?"She shrugged. "A hallucinogen of some kind. She said it must have been in the wine cooler."I sighed. "That's crazy." I know," Danielle said matter-of-factly. "Jordan and I finished it off to prove that there was nothing wrong with it."I glanced at the door.Danielle touched my chest. "Seth, where's you fetish?"I nodded at the bedroom. "In there, in my pants pocket." So, you didn't use it to bind her?".