This guy looked a bit rough and was massive and I mean really tall and well built, covered in tattoos as well so I was a bit relieved when he went and...sat at the bar.When it came to home time, Rob as I will call him, insisted he walk me back to the hotel as ‘I was a posh lassy and had to be careful in these parts’. Either statement wasn’t true. Before he left, he said a couple of words to a very fat man near the door and they both laughed. I didn’t like that. I certainly knew I had to be. "She leaned in a kissed my now limp cock once more before standing up and walking towards the bathroom. I followed her and once inside Emma Watson brushed her teeth and I cleaned my cock, balls and perineum, which all had be coated in her saliva. Emma giggled more than once at the sight of me cleaning up my tender and sensitive cock. Every time she did, I looked back at her and grinned myself. Not a work was spoken before we sat back on the couch; her covered by a blanked still only wearing her. ”Sarah” she said shortly. ”And what's your name?””Daniel” i said.”Cool” She paused a moment. Then she came nearer, and almost whispered:”Oooooh, i'm so horny. Fuck me. Now.” She closed her eyes, and then she kissed me again. For a moment she bit her underlip in that extremely sexy way, and removed her college and top. She wasn't wearing any bra.I've had many girlfriends, had done it numerous times, but this was simply the most gorgeous girl I had ever been with. Her boobs were round and firm,. Up. Everybody up. Uh. C'mon. I mean it. I have to go." You don't have to go." His first words."Yes, I do. It's not a matter of when, it's a matter of where." Huh? Oh." He looked at me funny as I scrambled up. "You don't have to . . . leave. It'd be okay."I caught his drift as he licked his upper lip. "Ew." It was my turn to give a funny look, and I left to run down the hall past Harriet's bra to the bathroom. Ew."SO, WHO was this guy?" I'd slept on the couch in the dayroom.Paige was kneeling.