And I won't let Faoril swing either.”“You won't.” I glanced at the mage. “Seal off the entrance.”“That will trap us in here.”“It will ...give us time to plan.” I took a deep breath. “We have to think of some way to get out of here without killing. We are trying to protect these people, not murder them.”Faoril licked her lips, her silver nose piercing glinting in the torchlight. She nodded her head and turned to face the entrance. Stones groaned and shuddered as her magic shaped the wall, closing. Inside the room, she gave us the rules of how the girl's booth worked."Ok, so when the man comes in, he may make some small talk, and he might ask to touch you through the hole. If he does, it's fine, but you have the right to say no. Keep in mind, he may tip if you let him get a handful of tit or finger your snatch. When you are ready for him, just put your hand through the hole and motion him with your finger. After he cums, and you are done, tap him on the tip, and he pulls out. If he. ’ She walk into the bathroom and I hear her squeal ‘Oh, Darren it’s amazing.’ The tub has about a foot of warm water with rose petals floating in it and I say ‘It’s all for you dear.’ She strips down and gets in while I’m preparing the bed for when she gets out. She has bubble mix and bath salts with candles with her and she is in there for a good hour but I don’t mind waiting. She comes out in a towel and I guide her to the bed and lay her down on her stomach after she takes the towel off. I. Samantha was one of the last to go. When I was alone, I did what I always did. I played with myself. I played back everything in my mind, especially Samantha stripping out of her sweaty leotard, while I slid two soapy fingers in and out of my juiced up pussy. "'This routine continued for several weeks, until that fateful day when Samantha left her car keys in her locker. "'On that day, as always, I stayed under the shower, after the others had gone, and imagined what I would like to do with.