” “Oh, baby,” rasped Roxanne. Bumfelt's legs felt like jelly. The room swayed such was the magnitude of his orgasm. He pulled his hips back. His...cock slipped from her with a soft popping sound. It spurted again. His cum streaking her lips and trickling down her inner thighs. White cum on her black stockings. Roxanne turned around, slipped her tits back into her bra and straightened her skirt. They kissed. Perhaps it wouldn't end badly. “I wanted that,” smiled Roxanne, taking Bumfelt by the hand. I dropped to the seat in front of the makeup table and laying my head down started to sob uncontrollably.The loneliness of my situation overwhelmed me. It had been over two months and I still yearned for human contact.The loser had not only cheated on me but delighted in humiliating me and had taken an extraordinary pleasure in causing me pain in our lovemaking. He had resented my successes as a pianist as he had never succeeded himself as a musician. He felt that demeaning her made him better. Obviously, she’s had a lot of practice. She wasted no time and was naked half-way through the first song. When she turned her back to the audience, she saw that I was peeking and gave me a wink and ran her hand over her bald pussy.When the second song was over Ms. Martin announced, “What do you say we bring Tissues back out? I think she’s still naked and ready for you.” The crowd cheered loudly.I stepped out on the stage. Debbie took the lead and guided me through some sexy girl-girl dancing.. She asked me tofollow her and soon she led me to an unknown part of the hotel, whichwas closed for renovation. I walked through corridors filled with paintmaterials, until we reached a closed door. Sara opened this door and weentered small hallway which led to four closed doors.Sara asked me to undress and get naked. I felt uncomfortable with that,but the temperature was pleasant. Then she explained what I would haveto do:"You will find some of these doors unlocked, those you can access."Then.