"Where are we going?" To meet the director and one of the producers. Don't be nervous and don't freak out, just listen to what they say and answer the... truthfully" What's going on?" Shh we are here"Jessie knocked on the door and entered the office pulling me along with her."Bobby, this is Paula West the director and Susan Law one of the producers" Hello" Hello Bobby, please sit down"I sat on a leather couch and looked at the three women looking at me, for a moment it felt like an interrogation,. We all covered up a little bit and moved to the balcony and enjoyed brunch in the warm morning sun. After brunch Amanda said, "As much as I hate to say this, we need to get home. But we had a wonderful time." An amazing time," Richie addedWith plans made for Richie and Amanda to visit John and me a few weeks later, our beautiful ebony couple dressed and left. Jeannie and I shared another long relaxing shower and discussed what we were going to do with the rest of our day. "This has been the. I recognised Michael as soon as I walked into the room. He was sitting at the bar with a bottle of beer in his hand. His tight white, V-neck t-shirt and faded blue jeans looked completely out of place amongst the other guests. He oozed confidence, seemingly thriving on the attention and disapproving glances from the mostly elderly patrons.His hair was longer than in his picture, but just as unruly, a little like a young Robert Plant. It hung in a mess of blond curls that lay on his. I was still awake exhausted from repeated journeys up both their happy pussies and their glorious rear doors. I could see the evidence of our physical coupling between their lovely legs and allowed my fingers to roam along their tempting curves with lingering desire.I rose naked from the bed to cross to the door because a low knock drew my attention. It turned out to be a young Hispanic maid inquiring when she should come back to clean the room. I held a towel over my privates but saw her.