I backhanded her this time, sending her head spinning. She reached for her neck, as I instantly realized I should have held her to prevent pulling any... muscles. But I felt assured when she shot me a slight grin and fire in her eyes. Oh my God, this woman was Hot! I think I’ve met my match! Lifting her legs over my shoulders, I grabbed her by her back and lifted her off the dresser and stood there holding her small body and let the weight of gravity slam her pussy on my cock as I met each fall. One other guy stepped into the room I stepped back across the little hallway but still had a great view. After a few whispers the other guy, a white guy who was probably in his mid thirties, reached out and grabbed that perfect piece of meat. The guy pretended to still be reading when the guy with his hand wrapped around that cock went to his knees and started to lick the head. It only took a minute for every guy in that place to come and take a look, several went into the room as well. After. Looking at the photographs later, there is one in which Victoria is clearly thrusting her breasts at the camera, which I would never object to her doing.So, to the point of the story. Throughout the day, Victoria and I had shared embraces and kisses and I had enjoyed the feel of her body pressed against mine, but what happened in the evening was totally unexpected.Whilst waiting for the transport, in the bar, Victoria complained about feeling restricted in her corset and support bra, then. A few seconds later, I heard another knock on the door. I looked through the peephole and there was Simon, I opened the door and let him in. He had on a white button down shirt with dark blue stripes, dark jeans, and black shoes."You really cleaned up nice." I said to him."Wow, you look stunning! Divine, even." He said to me.He then gave me a bouquet of flowers that were as beautiful as the ones he and Bianca left for me this morning. This bouquet was mostly orange roses, which mean desire,.