I walked up to the desk and as I checked my coat, noticed two painters arguing in French. One stormed away while the other shrugged, turned, and enter...d the bathroom. I followed him in. He unzipped his pants and began to pee in a urinal. No one else was there so I walked up behind him and strangled him. Then I took his clothes. I proceeded to throw his corpse in a laundry container for towels. I then began to explore more of the theater. I found a hallway going down to the basement. I walked in. .I'll talk to her..finish now..ahhh...And, I began to ejaculating with a big explosion into her ass hole..I ejaculated for a long time.She was pressing her hips to me.I was still coming into her ass hole.Both of us were so tired.She lay down on the towel.And I lay down on her.My penis was still inside of her ass hole.And, I was still coming slightly..And, she was slowly moaning..Finally, I got back my penis from her ass hole..She turned slowly and looked for her panties.She wore it and kept my. He breasts were pushing against the robe as she bent. She looked up and found me looking at her breasts. I averted my eyes. She gave me the tea and sat opposite me on the divan folding her legs to the side. As she did, her robe parted a bit and her thighs were visible. I tried my level best to avert my eyes, but it would always go back to seeing her thighs. She knew I was looking at her. She got up suddenly. As she got up her robe parted and I could see her inside. I got confirmed that she was. His left hand was busying itself, exploring Gaynor’s stocking covered thigh, and eventually, he built up the courage to take it further, touch the woman’s flesh. After all, she did say she’d do anything for the job. Feeling bolder, he felt the elastic of Gaynor’s suspender belt and following the tape he could felt her silky panties. Pulling the silk to one side, he brushed his forefinger along Gaynor’s slit. She had stopped sobbing now and had let out a quite sigh as he lightly touched her.