"What's the problem, big guy?"He looked embarrassed as he said, "I left my underwear and stuff in my room."I said, "Then why not just go over and get ...t?"He blushed a deep red color and then said, "Natty's using my bedroom to change. She locked the door. I don't want to embarrass her."I shrugged my shoulders and said, "Why not just knock on the door. I'm sure she'll cover up before she comes to the door. I don't think she would mind." It's not that ... umm ... don't get mad, promise?"I couldn't. Hayley was sixteen years old; she had lightly tanned skin, longish brown hair, and was just about average height. She was wearing a white T-Shirt that stopped at the waist so you could just see her pierced belly button and a knee length denim skirt. Her breasts were a size 34B and you could see their shape through her T-Shirt. She looked over at the clock on her bed side table; it was 6:43PM. She had to be at Mrs Jones' house by 7:30. She got up and started to put on some make up. By 7:08 she. She didn't swallow and just maintained her position as he gave a shiver and groan of satisfaction as he squeezed the last drop from his cock and wiped it on the tip of her tongue, looking down at the gorgeous blonde popstar with her mouth full of come like a good porn star."Now swallow it," he commanded, after a few seconds to take in the sight of Kylie Minogue in such a position. She obediently and happily closed her mouth and swallowed deeply, him watching her throat move under her spiked. She opened the door and discovered that there was a veranda that wrapped the living area of the island; each room shared the same veranda. Then she realized that they were actually on top of the help level rooms – they had no veranda, since their roof was the relaxation area for the actual client rooms above.It was nice. Close, but nice. She found herself wishing she could stay as a guest rather than the help. Then she remembered she was there to do a job, not have a vacation.One other room on.