Oh, wait, better have the snack first — he didn't want to drip strawberry jam down his clean shirt, and that would be bound to happen. Actually, bet...er the music first.Mozart's Wind Serenade filled the living room, and Stan sat, seeking a little peace at last. He still didn't believe it, he was going to go on a date with Anne. Anne!So. He listened to the sweet sounds as they soothed him, 'Like the savage beast!' he thought with a grin, then when it finished, he took a deep breath.Food first.. I was getting full from all the cum and just as I was getting ready to put my jeans back on I heard a group of men shouting down the hallway. Saying “we know you are still in there you cum slut and we are not letting you leave just yet” “we are waiting for our friends to get here and you can suck us all off while we fuck you in the ass”. Oh my I thought, what the hell, are they talking about me? Surely not, I became nervous now but at the same time so horny from all that cum and thought to. I needed to figure out a way to get rid of her friend. She wasn't impressed with the situation."Do you like Canadians because you're from Minnesota." Not really. I just like the Canadian I'm looking at."That was enough for me..."Do you want to get out of here?" Yes my room is here at Planet Hollywood."Her friend came along with us, and she was clearly pissed. She was trying to push Chrissy to drop me. Chrissy wasn't have it. Good girl. Problem was, we arrived to the hotel and there were three. But I wantedTerri's lips on my sex and it seemed so right. "Oh, yes-s-s," I hissed. Her tongue left a wet trail as her head moved toward my hotcenter. I could feel my juices bubbling and wetting the crotchof my panties and the scent of my arousal began to fill the room.Terri's nose just barely touched the wet spot on my panties andshe inhaled deeply. "Ahh, I love the smell of hot cunt," she said. I gaspedwhen she kissed my crotch. I moaned when her tongue begantracing the length.