Like flipping on switch I started moving as fast as I could. I couldn't get his pants off fast enough couldn't wait to have my prize for being such a ...good fucktoy. His cock was so hard in his boxers that I started to try sucking and licking it through the fabric. I couldn't believe it but it grew harder and bigger. I wanted it now more then ever. My body was burning, my head spinning, the only thought I had left was to get his cock in my mouth and down my throat as fast as I could. He held my. I note her stiletto heels as I take in what she is wearing for me.Her full-length diaphanous see-through pink negligee is almost touching her feet.As she moves I note that it is split at the sides way up past the tops of her brilliant long legs and wonderful thighs to the level of her elbows, teasing me with lots of bare flesh.And I can see her large erect nipples and trimmed black pubic hair through her negligee.“I had the hotel staff give me an all over spray tan this morning for you.“I don’t. " She jutted her lower jaw out and flared her nostrils in defiance when she said this, expecting me to hold it against her, to force punishment upon my slave for not doing as I asked. But the realization that came with hearing her say it, to now know that she desired me as badly as I did her, made a wave of affection wash over me. I forgot our game and instead reached my left hand out to grip her hip and pull her gently into me. With my right hand I guided my cock past the tight resistance at. Another battle- it's heated, but I win somehow. He whines jokingly, but locks the door and drops his jeans. I see the boxers that had teased me earlier, peeking from his jeans. I try not to stare, knowing his dick is mere millimeters from my touch.Now I can really feel his cock against my back, and it's not helping my game. I lose, and I ditch my bra, trying to stay clothed as long as possible thanks to the last few shreds of my 'good girl' morals. He gropes my breasts through the thin material.