As I walked down the long hall way to my door, I saw her standing there, waiting there. I couldn’t believe it. “I told them I was going to take th...e rest of the week off.” Jasmine said, smiling softly, shyly, beautifully.I held her in my arms and squeezed her. I could smell her perfumed neck and feel her firm body in my hands. I kissed her, saying, “Baby, I missed you!”We kissed, then moved inside the door. Jasmine slid down me and kissed my swelling cock through my swim shorts. She untied them. "Why did you bring me back?" She turned around and he pulled her up into his arms.Batista kissed the top of her head and held her for awhile, "C'mon, let's get you cleaned up," he said after awhile and led Angel into the bathroom and began to fill the tub with water. Angel clung to him as he sat on the edge of the tub and held her. She burrowed her head into his neck as the water cascaded down from the faucet into the tub. This routine was all too familiar to both of them. Batista was always. As I did, I felt Jake moving his hand to the small of my back holding me down firmly again. At least now it was comfortable, with my head on the pillows.My butt was still up in his lap, his cock repositioned there, and again it was stroking through the crack of my ass. That wonderful sticky wet mushroom cap head constantly oozed precum everywhere inside the crack of my ass as I felt him pulling my cheeks apart, driving that big black cock through my deep valley, then squeeze my cheeks closed. The en-suite door was ajar. Beyond the steam from the shower I could just make out her naked form behind the shower screen. It was but a silhouette, however it was trim and shapely. I shook my head and left the room remembering boundaries. I went to my room to find a change of clothes. Two minutes later and, hey presto, I was done! Kerry arrived a few minutes later. “Oh my God!” she exclaimed, looking at my suit. “We’re not going to funeral!” “I thought you said we had a meeting?” “Yes but we.