The slats were barely open enough to see anything. Across from me was a mirror so I could see the bed. The room stunk, I can't imagine using the spa...e for anything other than filthy sex. A booming knock on the door made get nervous, it was on. She let in two thugs who talked more ghetto than english. They showed little attention to detail or sensuality. Within minutes the wife was on her knees sucking both black dicks. They talked more smack, degrading my wife. One told her "flip that. Bill took by hips and guided me down onto him, but not into me. We paused a moment to soak in the feeling, then I began to move forward and back slowly as Bill folded his pillow to raise his shoulders to see the head of his dick emerge through my pussy hair, then slip out of sight. I was watching myself, and so was Monica who was now lying on her side next to Bill, her head raised to get a clear view. I didn’t notice it at first – I was having a super time – but Monica had her left hand on. Kitty let me know that she was first going out to dinner with her photographer and the El West owners/managers after her shows that evening but asked me to wait in the lobby for her until she arrived.I arrived at 15 til 7pm and waited in the hotel lobby for two hrs,I was starting to feel stood up[the concierge kept saying why he knew I was there and kept quoting bible scriptures,he was really annoying me]finally Kitty strolled in somewhat tipsy but co-herrentwith her photographer and another. “Of course I’m gonna make you pay, you little slut. Take off your top,” he ordered me. I was hesitant because this was unexpected. But all that beer I drank a while ago had its effect.I slowly took off my top and threw it on the floor and looked at him with my hands on my waist. I knew I was hot and he wanted me. He looked at me for a few seconds, then said, “All right I’ll start the show now.” He went inside. Meanwhile, I sat down in a chair wearing only a bra and shorts.Pushkar came out. He.