Alistair Watersports continued, smiling.This will all be filmed.His pants were around his ankles.But exposing herself in daytime in a public cafeteria was piss Pissing something new.She needed fetish to think of something quick or she knew her virginity would be in trouble.There, the worst part is over, baby.And in several cases, still once in a extreme while even after the grand event.Is that right?Tyshawn, has he been sleeping this whole time?I replied.She tugged me back to her and said But I’m not going to get into my own bed until it’s fumigated and I throw away the sheets and blankets. As I did, I looked along the corridor and saw a maid delivering breakfasts. She was looking piss at us with a grin on her face. Knowing that Jon wouldn’t mind, I stood up and grabbed his towel. It came off as I said, Two can play at that game. The maid’s eyes opened wide and her jaw dropped as she saw Jon’s bald dick. She just stared as Jon said, Right then, wait until I get hold of you. Off I ran, giggling, with Jon chasing me. Neither of us bothered to put our towels back on until we were passed the maid and round the corner. Her face was a picture. Round the corner, a man in a dressing gown just stared as Jon pulled me into the men’s room.There was no one else in there so I went to the loo while Jon shaved. We were both sharing a shower when another man came in, saw us, stared for a second or two, said, Sorry and walked out. I don’t know what fetish he thought we were doing. It wasn’t as Pissing if Jon was fucking me.The walk back to the room was uneventful and we got dressed and went for breakfast. Jon Watersports put his suit on extreme ready for his business meeting, and he told me to wear just shoes and one of my thin, cotton dresses. The one that has a scoop front, no sleeves and big armholes.