Pink wallpapered and smelling of cinnamon, the entryway opened into a lobby where a blazing fireplace pointed the way to a majestic mahogany staircase... Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all. The proprietress, Carol McKay, gave me my key, and her husband, Bob, carried my bags to my room, but not before stopping to kiss his wife on the cheek. Oddly, I was not repulsed. I sat at the Sanvalle Diner, right smack dab, as Bob McKay had said, in the middle of Main Street. I had enjoyed my dinner and. She gasped her frustration, but he was not listening; she was to be tortured for much longer before he allowed her release.As he licked from her anus to her mons, tickling her inner lips and her valley, dipping into her hole briefly each time, her moans and groans grew higher in pitch and stronger in their intensity, until she started to beg him. Her legs, once resting on the floor, now straight up in the air, now hanging, knees bent, in mid air, then clasped round his back and neck.“Please my. More

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