He expected me to leave the booth and walk through the store and across the parking lot all messy with cum. We planned to have just Nick’s cum on my...face, but I had both their huge cum loads on my boobs, body, face, and hair. I am sure I looked like a completely used slut and dirty whore.At that very moment, Nick told me I had never looked sexier. Gary left the booth before us after Nick told him to go and that we would contact him if we needed him again. As we the booth, there was a small. I like being naked with you.” So we just started talking. I found that we were born in the same hospital two weeks apart. We lived in Los Angeles at the same time when we were in our 30’s and hung out at the same places. We had the same hotel room in a New Orleans hotel about a month apart back in 1990. We remembered the bed had mirrors over it and it was across the street from the fire department. She had a career as a national manager for a greeting card company and traveled all over. I was a. ..Oh God what a mess."Susan scrutinized her son's face; she had rarely seen him this crestfallen. His handsome features betrayed a heavy heart."David, what's wrong? Tell me."David gulped for air and suddenly blurted it out. "Mom, I paid a hooker for sex."Susan recoiled in shock. She couldn't believe what her darling son had just told her. "What?!" Well...not full sex. Just a blowjob. I know that's no excuse, but...I was just drunk and horny and stupid."Susan tried to quell her rising anger.. “You must be Samantha,” he said in a slight slur. “I’m Bill, come on in.” He stepped aside and I stepped in. Bill took my hand and led me past the gaping mouths of the other men there and into the living room. I could hear lewd comments and catcalls as I walked through to the living room and the hubbub of party noises quieted. “Hey everyone! This is Trevor’s friend Samantha. She’s here to entertain us … and especially ME!” Bill announced. His announcement was answered with whistles and cheers..