After checking in I decided to take a stroll down to the restaurant as I hadn't had anything to eat since breakfast. My plan was to have a nice steak ...dinner and a few martinis before hitting the sack early as I had an important meeting in the morning. The food at this establishment is good but to be honest, the real reason I keep coming back is because of the location as it is right in the hotel and of course because of the minor fact that they always seem to have some of the hottest waitresses. " I sighed. In the meanwhile I heard some giggling from the others, but I was to much agitated to worry about it and just kept masturbating at a slow pace, making me squirm and silently moan in front of my friends. When my orgasm was building up I started to panic a little bit, not wanting to come in front of my friends. This really would make me the joke of the studenthouse, so I tried to resist my orgasm very hard. I really felt relieved when Bart said I could stop. When he asked me if they. Maria had watched the fight in horror. At first, she feared Emerson would suffer another beating at the hands of Hogan. Soon she realized Hogan had no chance with Emerson, who was in a fury. By the finish, Maria felt pity for the brute, Hogan, and pleaded with Emerson to stop. The man didn’t deserve to be beaten to death! Emerson had bruises on his face and his shoulder was bleeding from the spur, but he looked much better than the last time he had tangled with Hogan. As Emerson and Maria. He had stopped only a couple of feet from where I was standing, and we both stood there gazing at each other for what seemed like an eternity. The air was electric and thick with the sexual tension that had been building for months. I could feel it pulsing through my entire body, and I was once again unable to move. I wanted to offer him a drink, or a seat, or something, anything at all at that moment, but couldn't bring myself to speak the words. Slowly, he began moving towards me, closing the.