Within moments we are in a quiet area, but before I can speak, Polly asks "do you think that the usher knew what just happened, wow, I feel so naughty... William, that was incredible!"Polly has taken the words right out of my mouth, " I hope so" I reply. I want her to go home tonight and talk about the noisy couple fucking for over an hour. Plus I hope she realizes I came twice and tells all her friends. I quite like being the mysterious old man stud. I could not have been happier if I had just. He had no idea what I was up to. Once I had it all set up, I started getting ready for the evening. Long shower (made use of the shower head and relaxed with a nice little orgasm), sexy “slutty” make up just for him, short skirt and no panties. Next up, liquid courage. I made my way to the hotel bar downstairs. Not many people, but there were a few singles at the bar. Got some champagne and joined in the banter with the bar tender and bar mates. Next step snapped a pic of my drink with a very. He reached down, looking into my eyes as a smile crossed his face, as pinched my clit in between his thumb and forefinger. I remembered last month when Master had commanded me to wear a clothespin on my clit for disobeying his command. Now, my arms above my head and his legs pinning me down, I felt completely open and completely at his mercy…in other words, I felt as if I were in heaven. He squeezed harder and pressed his other hand against my mouth as he could tell I wanted to cry out. My eyes. She would slow when I got too near it, it was as if she knew my body better than I did. Part of me couldn't believe any of this was happening, but mostly I was loving it.I crept up that mountain again, edging closer and closer and this time she didn't just let me go gently over the edge, but practically shoved me over so hard and fast I couldn't breathe. Just as I crashed over, I heard the restroom door.I forced my eyes open and the lady in red was gone and I was just standing in front of the.