The cameraman checked me as I was slipping my clothes on, nestled on a plush convertible sofa bed. He swapped sunny gazes with Kirby and grinned from ...ar to ear. They had not yet won! This was not the close of my career. I would go somewhere else and make a fresh start. I was certain that I would make it even this time. Before I tramped out of the room, I stood before Kirby and lifted up my weepy eyes to him. “This is not the end of me. We will meet very soon,” were my final words. I glowered. He pulled out, holding himself away from me while giving me a light kiss on the lips. The kiss quickly turned passionate as he slowly slid his cock back into me. He took his time sliding in and out, teasing me. I liked it rough and he knew I did. I looked up at him, begging him with my eyes. He smiled, and started fucking me harder. I could do nothing but moan as his cock slid in and out. My cunt tightening each time he thrusted his cock into me. "Oh, baby," I moaned. "I'm about to cum. Fuck,. . I have to go get it.”“I’ll just go with,” he said.“Not without taking the boys ... they’ll break my plane,” Tyche said.And the boys looked guilty. But ... one of the boys was a son ... his son.“My kid wouldn’t do that. He’s responsible. He’ll just look.”“JW? Surveillance Cameras,” Tyche said quietly, “he’s leaving the boys here.”Junior said, “They better not break it. That plane was two thousand dollars.”“Really?” said Tyche. “two thousand dollars?” She knew ... she was restating the price so. Jess heard the others coming as she hit her orgasm. She tidied up her skirt and stood up as they walked in. They had all agreed to dress as sexy witches and they were all pulling it off to some degree.They talked briefly about the parties and then got down to business. Jess was running the show and knew that they probably had half an hour of ritual before anything would happen, and she didn’t want the others to sober up. To help on that front she started off with a “witches brew” she poured out.