His large, creative hands, and my insides twitch imagining them at work. When my eyes flicker back to his face, I notice I’m biting my lip, and I bl...sh. hen I blush harder because I know I’m blushing. Eugene shakes gently with laughter, his large smile showing his neat teeth. “What?” he asks, crossing his arms. “Nothing,” I reply, shaking my head and looking anywhere but at him. When I do get the courage to look back at him, he’s grinning at me. “Go to dinner with me,” he says breaking the. Silk laughed at this because she really didn’t mind. She knew she looked hot and that it made Michael proud no matter how he felt about her at this moment. Silk finished dressing and noticed that the shirt was rather thin and since Michael didn’t provide a bra, her nipples were visible. They were also hard from the continual stimulation and abuse they had received this last week. Just the shirt touching them was stimulating in their present state.Once dressed and ready to go, Silk went back to. Grace flailed around, blind, trying to find the edges with her hands and lie down on her front. She understood Boris had been hoping to be the one to manhandle her.“On your back,” commanded Xenia, “we have to search you and waste time making sure you tell us the truth now.” Xenia’s big, strong hands pushed Grace into the required position, with her arms at her side. She felt a strap go over her arms and chest, then it went tight, with a ratcheting noise. Really tight. She could hardly. Her voice was soft but strong as she said “OOOHHHH” and “YYYYESSS”as she was being stroked by whom I supposed was a lover. I was surprised I could hear her so well.Most well appointed hotel rooms are insulated from each other for noise. Then I realized we had adjoining rooms with a door on each side separating us. The sounds of her intimate whimpers were enough to make me begin to grow an erection. I imagined what the scene was like in the next room, just a few feet from my bed. I could see in.