Once we got into the room, I pushed Neha against the wall and raised her one leg. I spooned her with my hard cock, which was suffering since morning, ...till not released from the underwear. We were smooching and moaning and whatnot!I removed her top and pulled her skirt in no time. She was now looking like a lingerie model. She, by the time, reduced me to only underwear. I lifted her up and threw her on the bed, and jumped. We started smooching again like we have never met till today or will. I get so scared I start moving around a little."Stand still you little fucker," he growls.I force myself to stand still as he hooks the other straps around my arms till im bound tightly to the board. Then he brings a leather blindfold over and secures it tightly. The darkness makes the helplessness even worse. I start begging him to let me go, not to hurt me, that I will do as he says, that he doesn't have to do this to me.He goes over and presses the button making the board rise lifting me. I dropped my things, which startled them. He pushed the woman off and jumped to his feet, his cock was glistening with her juices. She remained on the bed, legs wide open scooping his spunk up with her fingers, then fingering it inside it gapping hairy pussy. I don’t know what shock me more, my boyfriend fucking another woman after being openly gay for years or the fact that the woman was late 50’s, plump with big saggy tits. Undeterred she reached for his cock again, he push her hand away. She. That’s where B would be picking me up. I took a deep breath, pulled up my thigh-high boots, and headed in that direction. As I approached security, I saw someone standing there, waiting. I saw him smile big and knew it was daddy. I ran to him. He immediately grabbed my face and pulled me in, kissing me hard. His hand traveled to my waist and gripped me tight. I got so caught up in the moment; I almost forgot we were standing in the airport.I pulled away and looked up at him. He grabbed my hand.