"Well, isn't that handy," Richard grinned.Arriving back at the hotel, I escorted Lynne and Ellen to the front desk, while Richard located a porter to ...unload their luggage. After they had registered, the porter led our merry band to the lift, and ultimately, to their suite. Ellen had indeed remembered correctly; it was located directly across the hallway from my own.As the bellman ushered us into their suite, I noticed the management had provided a large basket filled with fresh fruit and other. " She reached under the pillow and handed me some lube."Here, put some of this on."In one of my 'Girly Magazines', there was a picture of a guy fucking this woman in her arse and I had wanked myself a few times looking at it. I found it to be very perverse, yet it still turned me on. I thought that they were only pretending, but here is my Mother wanting me to do the same. For some reason there was a tremble going through my body. It was an adrenalin rush like you get when you do something. I shot my load all over her back and collapsed on the couch beside her.After she regained control of her own body, Bethany laid down on top of me. She stared into my eyes with a smile before whispering again “I love you”. Her eyes closed as tiredness washed over her and we laid there for a bit before I decided that our bed would be more comfortable. I slowly slid Bethany off of me and stood up. I picked Bethany back up and carried her into our room and laid her gently down onto our bed, as to. His rough hand continued attacking her innocent pussy. She felt like he was going to rub her lips clear off of her body. This all resulted in the thing that defeated her most…dampness. She felt a warm, wet feeling seeping out of her crotch and onto her attacker’s hand. With all that has happened so far, this was most embarrassing of them all.“Please fucking stop, Tom,” she begged.Tom responded to her plea with another punch, this time in her stomach. She cried hysterically once again. As she.