Then after a few seconds she realized something else to…her pants were soaked…and not just her pants: her legs,and the couch cushion she was sitti...g on. ‘Oh God.’ She thought to herself. ‘He probably thinks I wet myself… now I’ll never get him to do that again.’ She was so embarrassed. She had heard of squirting orgasms before. But never like this, no one ever continuously squirted such a vast amount of liquid over such time as she had just done. Maybe there was something wrong with her…this. She replied that its just massage its not operation, she never waited for my reply she told her room number and asked the way to crew lounge she left. I am very eager but at the same time getting fear of going there and getting into some problems with hotel. So i called her back and told her that i am not suppose to enter the guest room during duty hours it seems. So i’ll not be able to come to her room. She replied so what you come after your duty hours to hotel lobby as my guest i’ll come and. I took my fingers and held her pussy open myself. Her hands went back up her body and I lost sight as I got closer to her. I knew all the technical parts, having one myself, but no one ever expressed how beautiful pussy was, especially one engorged and excited as Chic’s was. It really was like a bright pink rose, with its petals open for me to appreciate. I touched below and ran a finger over her asshole without thinking about it. She pushed her hips toward me and her pussy was right. "The bulge in Eric's pants was quite noticeable even though he was wearinga pair of jeans."i...I....I," I stammered.Words weren't coming to me but his hand was moving up onto my thigh.I moved my hand onto his hand to stop him but at the same time he graspedmy hand and started to lean closer."Eric?" Yes Pam?"I looked in right in the eye and blurted out, "I have a secret." Yeah I figured." Figured what?" You're a pretend girl."Suddenly a hot flash of embarrassment flowed over my cheeks and all.