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I had several hours mysistershotfriend to wait before dinner. Of course I checked the room thoroughly for means mysistershotfriend of escape, but, equally of course, there was none. I am mysistershotfriend on a mysistershotfriend fourth of fifth mysistershotfriend floor with no ledge. I access suspect the mysistershotfriend glass is mysistershotfriend pretty much unbreakable. The ventilation outlets are access small, not the nice big ones that James Bond and Indiana Jones always find. The one door opens only from the outside, apparently with some mysistershotfriend sort of card key mysistershotfriend.
About seven a mysistershotfriend pretty young woman mysistershotfriend brought a (perfectly fitting) tux to my room. "Ms Milan likes formality," she smirked. I turned down mysistershotfriend her invitation to "help" me shave, bathe, and mysistershotfriend dress for dinner. At five of eight the same young mysistershotfriend woman returned mysistershotfriend, eyed me mysistershotfriend approvingly and escorted me to mysistershotfriend Alexandra's quarters. I followed her to an elevator that took us to a circular room mysistershotfriend on a basement level. There she mysistershotfriend led me mysistershotfriend to access one of several identical well-lighted underground mysistershotfriend corridors mysistershotfriend to another elevator. This took us mysistershotfriend to the top floor of another building.
Still staggered by mysistershotfriend her sensuous beauty mysistershotfriend I followed access her into mysistershotfriend the mysistershotfriend sitting room. An Albinoni flute concerto came mysistershotfriend for unseen mysistershotfriend speakers. I was mysistershotfriend struck by the normality, just what mysistershotfriend one might expect in the apartment of a tasteful, successful business woman, not the lair of mysistershotfriend a vamp. I didn't know whether to be reassured by that mysistershotfriend or not.
"No, no." I protested, weaker than before.
I shook my head, but continued to stare.
She got up and came mysistershotfriend over mysistershotfriend to my side of the table and stood in front of mysistershotfriend me. I couldn't move "Oh, David, my poor, oversexed David. No mysistershotfriend, that come mysistershotfriend later Right now I've just got you aroused. You want to be fucked. You were such an arrogant and silly young mysistershotfriend man this afternoon to mysistershotfriend think you could stay out of bed with me when I decided to have you.
"Yes, Alexandra mysistershotfriend, anything. I want your body. I want my mysistershotfriend prick in your pussy. Take me, Alexandra. Fuck me." I mysistershotfriend pleaded. Dazed by lust, I was mysistershotfriend hardly aware that she undressed me. When I mysistershotfriend was naked, she led me access to mysistershotfriend bed and gently mysistershotfriend pressed me down on mysistershotfriend my back.
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