The manager told me he had been making his rounds when he came to room 214. He found the door standing open and when he looked inside he saw Deanna na...ked on the bed and crying hysterically. He went and got his wife to try and calm Deanna down, but she just wouldn't stop crying. He had gone into Deanna's purse and found a card that gave our number as an emergency call number and he had called me. He led me to room 214 and let me in. His wife was sitting next to the bed holding Deanna's hand and. You want it don’t you, want my cum in your ass, say it!” She panted, gripping his pale waist so tightly she was sure she was bruising it, not that she, or by the sounds of it, he, cared.“A-ah! Please! Please cum in me Athena! Please!” He begged in delight and shame, head bowed, long black hair falling about his face as he panted hard, feeling each stab of her huge cock with him, her heavy, cum-laden balls bouncing against his own smaller ones again and again in a sign of her born. You enter your room. Candles are light and the smell of vanilla fills the air. I smile and greet you and lead you to your bed.You loosen your towel and lie down on your stomach, covering your backside as you do. My hands gently touch your feet. A slow rhythmic touch.I slowly work my way up one leg, my hand slipping under the towel and down the other leg to focus on your other foot. You lie there limp, totally relaxed.I slowly drag my fingertips up your legs. Goosebumps form on your skin. I pull. She floated straight out of dreams into a half delirious sense of desire filtering into her pulse through the surface of her skin. She stretched, feeling the rub of the sheets against her body. She could have sworn she felt every cell.Body heated cotton on her skin let her feel the shape of her own body like something she'd always felt but never seen. Her skin was a beautiful place for her to spirit to live inside. She placed her hands on each juncture between hip and thigh. A current of warmth.