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He said he prefers to be spoken to, not ogled while a guy touched himself up.My mind was racing, did this mean he was into guys? So playing the long game I spent a while chatting with him and realised he was gay. It was 6am, the time the hotel restaurant opened to serve breakfast. He suggested we go eat. We went to the showers and both slipped our trunks off (hotel policy, 'no nudity in the sauna') and I couldn't help from saying "Wow, your are gorgeous, man". His whole body was shining like polished ebony and his fine muscles rippled with each little movement. His cock was hanging thick and long and it made my breath catch in my throat. He smiled and told me I was hot, which made me laugh but I thought maybe, just maybe, he meant it.We had breakfast and arranged to meet in the bar that evening for a drink. All day I kept thinking about Mike (his name). When I got back to the hotel there was a note for me. Mike had a bottle of scotch in his room and invited me to join him. I called. Then she grabbed my hair again and forced my face against her pussy. I sobbed again, in happiness and humiliation as her pubic hair ground into my face, her scent, that very special smell that was unique to her filled my nostrils.‘You’re a pathetic little pussy loving pervert!’ she screamed at me, grinding her moist cunt hard into my face. What are you?’I mumbled a reply from her goin. ‘A PATHETIC LITTLE PUSSY LOVING PERVERT!’ she yelled, pushing my face harder to the point I couldn’t breath.Eventually her grip loosened and she went and sat on the bed, her skirt still hitched up to reveal her stockings, suspenders and oh so beautiful pussy.‘Stand up and come here!’ she ordered. ‘And put those panties to your nose.’I came towards her. As I did so, she grabbed my erection and pushed me so I was sideways on to her.‘I’ll teach you to masturbate into my knickers you little bastard,’ she said. ‘Don’t think I don’t know you wank into mommy’s panties. I found a pair in your bed the.
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But he did start undoing the ropes around my ankles and I could finally draw my legs together--the dildo and butt plug still inside me. With my hands still above my head I drew myself up into a ball, trying to hide my body from three pairs of prying eyes. My arse was still stinging from my spanking and my pussy sore from the hours of fucking from the biggest dildo I had ever seen. It was clear why Darren had called Ron. He was the ringleader of this little group. He looked down at me, "Kneel up, you little slut," he said. When I didn't do as he said immediately he slapped my already sore arse. I moved quickly, and knelt on all fours--which was difficult and painful with my hands cuffed together. Ron undid the rope tying the handcuffs to the bed and to my great relief, pulled out the dildo. But then he lay down face up on the bed, and lifted me over him, so I was straddling him. He bit at my tits, pulled at the chain between my nipples with his teeth, and grabbed my arse in his hands;.

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