It's a small, city-based, "best-kept secret" type of hotel, the kind that prides itself on it's personal approach to customer service and thrives on m...aintaining the privacy of it's guests. It does tend to cater to the wealthy, whether they are private citizens or celebrities, who expect and rely on the privacy and services we provide for them. In the years I've been working at the hotel, I have served in several capacities - housekeeping, lounge waitress, desk clerk, janitor and concierge. “So,” said Sarah, “You’ve been bumming for two-three months, right? Tell us all!”Sam laughed. “Not quite all. You’re my auntie, after all.”So, over a South Australian white, he told of the mysterious lorry-ride from Broken Hill, his time along the Murray, his ride to Pimba, to Coober Pedy, his walking to the water and back, his flight to Marla, his return to Coober, to Marree, and now Adelaide.“And?” Henry asked.“And?”“Have you found a kahuna? A guru? A guide?”“No. Though I have had several –. Do you understand that?”“Yes, Mistress Ann,” Nicole mumbled.“Louder!” Annabelle said forcefully.“Yes, Mistress Ann,” Nicole said. She wasn’t speaking all that loud but in the quiet of the deserted barn it sounded to her like she was yelling.Almost immediately Nicole felt a sharp sting on her left asscheek. When she said nothing, that was followed by a much more forceful smack that seemed to reverberate in the barn. After a moment of silence Annabelle said in a soft mocking voice, “If you don’t. I pressed myself against daddy’s body and played with his cock in my hand. He let out a moan and I felt his cock twitch under my fingers. I knew that I had him just where I wanted him and that he would do whatever I wanted him to do. I loved knowing that I had that kind of power over both of the men in this room. “Daddy,” I looked up at him with innocent eyes that were begging softly. “Will you please suck Aaron’s cock? I would love to get off to you taking his cum in your mouth.” Daddy leaned.