This however all changed on Sunday when 6 of the guys checked out. Suddenly the room was ALOT quieter and more private. All that remained was me, some... loud snoring coke head that came stumbling in every night at 4am, and starting Sunday night, a beautiful boy from Central Europe.This guy was probably in his early 20s, athletic, 6 foot tall, medium brown hair, clean cut, perfect face symmetry, and an ample butt that was shown very nicely in the sweatpants he always seemed to wear. Basically a. ” Looking at her I nodded. Searching for Ceres she couldn't be found in the dining room. I heard Master calling me from the living room. and I went to him.“Liya, I want your room clean in five minutes.” Master John said. Five minutes. Damn! Two to get upstairs, only three minutes to clean. I nodded, heading on my way. Trashed. That was my room is. So I have this thing about keeping it clean.... but I started to rethink my position when I noticed the time. None left, nothing done.I. I was wearing very sheer nylon panties; so no doubt, Shaun had an excellent view of my pussy and hairy pubes. I worked on his forehead, his face and neck; before sliding further back to massage his chest and stomach. I got up from the bed and walked to the end of it, enabling me to finish the rest of his body. I noticed that Shaun had an impressive erection beneath his bikini briefs. I would dearly have loved to take advantage of his hard cock but thought that being a bit too presumptuous at. ‘Thank you Maam, of course you call me Blen,’ she replied. ‘You weren’t here last year were you?’ ‘No Maam, I am here one week only.’ ‘I was here last year, on an exercise, I made some good friends, but I don’t remember you. You’re very pretty, I would’ve remembered you. And please call me Belle, not Mam.’ ‘On what exercise, Maam … so sorree … Belle?’ asked Blen curiously. ‘I’m with the United States Air Force, in communications. We were on a joint exercise out of Air Force City, up at Clark.