It was about five minutes when she reappeared and held open the door for MJ. The redhead smiled her thanks. "Give 'em hell," prodded the receptionist....he back room was five offices and a picture studio. Earlier she had learned she was to look for a woman name Vaughn-Pope. The office was one of the two on the left, the big ones. MJ knocked, and was given a terse "Come in." Hello," MJ stepped into the office looking at the blonde behind the desk. "My name is Mary Jane Watson. I--" Am here for a. She again started to moan. I had a different feeling on my dick when I started fucking her. I could feel the wetness, her tight walls rubbing on my dick.I started to pump her faster, and I felt that I am about to cum. I asked her where I should come. She replied on her face. I lifted both her legs and started to fuck her hard. After fucking her for few minutes, I was about to pull my dick out and rush onto her face.I felt Sarah locking my hip with her legs. She screamed, saying, come inside. Tell me something..."The bartender asked his requisite questions and Jake gave him the requisite answers. He then signed a piece of paper for the bartender and endured a few more inane questions. By the time the bartender left to go make his drink, the CNN newscaster had moved onto something else — just some little story about Chinese denials of the casualty count in last year's Tiananmen Square massacre.Fifteen minutes later, Jake boarded his plane, already feeling a decent buzz from the two. “Don‘t forget, if there is anything you want…” I smiled at her and watched her close the door. I was certain I saw her wink at me as she did so. It didn’t take me long to relax, slip out of my jeans and switch the TV on. I flicked a few channels and eventually settled on the news channel. I started to put my clothes away, and found a complementary dressing gown and slippers. The dressing gown was lovely and soft to the touch. It looked and felt like pure quality. I briefly freshened up,.