Mo was trembling with nerves and excitation as she knocked on the hotel room threshold. It was going to be her first clock time meeting Jessica in person after playing with her online for calendar month. There was a shadow of someone looking through the door's spyhole, then Mo heard a vocalization.

"You know what to do pet."

Mo took a recondite breathing place and looked up and down the corridor to make for certain no one was there. Then she reached into her purse, took out the blindfold Jessica had sent her in the ring armor, and put it over her eyes. Mo heard the room access undefendable, and a soft inviolable hand took her by the wrist and led her into the hotel elbow room. The doorway closed behind them, and Mo was spun around and pressed against it. Jessica pressed herself against Mo's back, and leaned down to whisper into Mo's ear.

"I am going to have so much fun with you pet,"Jessica purred. She reached around and began unbuttoning the wearing apparel shirt Mo was wearing. In bit it was open, exposing Mo's breasts as she had been instructed not to fall apart a bra. Jessica pulled the shirt off Mo, then pressed her back against the threshold, her breasts against the sang-froid painted wood. A 2nd later Jessica pulled down and off the skirt Mo was wearing, revealing a couplet of fateful lace panty.

Now clad only in her panties and luxuriously cad, Mo was led into the room, still blindfolded. Jessica took Mo's hands and pulled them behind her back, then Mo felt a span of leather cuffs slide over her script and tighten up on her radiocarpal joint.

Once more Jessica whispered into Mo's ear,"Do you recall your safeword pet ?"

Mo nodded."It's ‘ Ghost.'”

"goodness. Then unless you need to say it, I don't want to get word anything but moans from you."Jessica then began to pluck and diddle with Mo's nipples until they stood out straight and arduous from Mo's titty and she was panting. Jessica's hands left Mo's bosom, and a 2nd later Mo let out a yelp and shuddered in botheration as a pair of clinch were applied to her mamilla, then another as Jessica tugged the concatenation that connected the clinch to make sure they were secure.

Mo heard a rustle of clothes as Jessica undressed herself, then felt Jessica's hand slowly run up her second joint to her pantie covered genitals.

"Someone's wet I see,"Jessica said and Mo blushed, then moaned as Jessica's fingerbreadth began to run up and down the outside of her lip through her panties. She began to push open Mo's pussy so that even Sir Thomas More moisture collected in the private parts of the pantie, and even though Jessica was ignoring Mo's button, she could feel herself start to approach orgasm. Mo moaned in frustration when Jessica stopped touching her, and pulled her scanty down and letting Mo step out of them.

"outdoors up little girl,"Jessica said, and when Mo opened her mouth Jessica pushed Mo's panties in so that the soppy crotch rested against her lingua. Mo tasted herself and was embarrassed by how wet she had made her panty.

Jessica's hand returned to between Mo's legs lightly running over her pussy."Mmm. Nice and smooth. Good little whore,"she whispered. Mo felt her affection flutter with the compliment. She had waxed just the day in anticipation of this confluence.

Jessica placed her mitt on Mo's shoulders and turned her around. Mo felt Jessica kneel down, and spread apart her ass impudence.

"However, you could certainly be white here,"Jessica said as she examined Mo's bastard. Mo thought she was going to die of embarrassment. She had showered right before coming to the hotel and she hadn't used the toilet since. There was no way she could be dirty there !

Jessica stood back up and turned Mo back around."I think I'm going to give birth to do something to fix that,"she said, and took the chain connecting the pap clamps and led Mo into the bathroom. In the privy Jessica made Mo kneeling, then pushed her down so that her knocker and face were pressed against the roofing tile and her ass was in the air.

Mo heard the piece of cake of Jessica putting on a yoke of latex gloves, then felt Jessica's dry gloves hands running over her ass. Once again Jessica spread Mo's ass cheeks. Then she felt a common cold jolt as a vauntingly dollop of lube was applied to her asshole. A gloved finger began to spread it over and knead the lube against Mo's tight rearward hole before. Then the finger was pushed into Mo's ass, sliding in easily because of all of the lube and drawing a gasp of shock from Mo.

The fingerbreadth withdrew, and Jessica told Mo,"This might be a bit uncomfortable, but I'm sure you can lead it."

Jessica's finger was quickly replaced by a small charge card honker which she pushed into Mo's shit until the credit card lightbulb it was attached to pressed against Mo. Then Jessica began to squeeze the electric-light bulb, pushing a warm salt water salmagundi into Mo. At first it just felt warm, and almost like relieving herself in reverse, but then she became full, then over full phase of the moon, feeling her stomach swell and bulge. Finally there was no more pee in the bulb and Jessica stopped squeezing.

"I'm going to pull out the spout now,"Jessica told Mo."stay very still, and don't let any outflow out."

Mo felt the hooter slowly withdraw from her asshole, which she desperately clenched to try and hold any of the water supply that had been forced into her from leaking out. She was starting to cramp, her body wanting to force the water out.

"Now I'm going to birth to leave this in for 15 minutes."When Mo heard that, she shuddered. There was no way she would be able to hold it for that long."I know that it would be quite unvoiced to keep it all in so I'm going to give you a trivial help."

The condom tip of a buttplug was pressed against Mo's asshole, then slowly pushed in. Mo tried to both relax to let the buttplug in and proceed her dickhead closed so no water leaked out. It was awkward and felt foreign, but soon the widest office of the fire hydrant was in and her asshole snapped closed around the foundation. The cramp were still there, getting worse in fact, but at to the lowest degree Mo didn't have to digest on preventing escape anymore.

Mo felt Jessica's hands on her shoulder joint, lifting her torso from the roofing tile of the privy trading floor. She was brought up to kneeling, then her foreland was steered forward. Mo immediately smelled Jessica's arousal, and knew what was coming.

"This should take your mind off your ass,"Jessica said, and Mo extended her tongue to begin licking the very wet kitty-cat of her mistress .