“Yes, Madam Anna.”We followed Miguel through a heavy curtain on the side of the stage and walked up a narrow stairway to a door with a big yellow ...tar painted on the dark wood and Anna Polovna written in gilded letters above the star. He knocked and waited.“Come in, please.” Her voice was low, somewhat husky and reminded me of what is called a whiskey voice. I detected a European accent.When we entered, we saw a thin, fragile looking old woman leaning back on a small green couch with her legs. And figured what the hell and I licked all the white stuff out of my hand. It tasted all right I guess. I kept surfing the web looking for how to masturbate and I learned what it was to orgasm or cum, and that my penis can be called cock. I came a few more times in my hands while looking at pictures of girls and licked it all up. I came to like the taste of my own cum. What I didn’t know was that the rest of the guys in the hot tub went home and did the same thing. Jill didn’t have any. Then her forehead..then slowly went to her ears and sucked her lobes..there was sharp gasp from her and I went back to her lips and this time she began to smooch me..Soon our tongues met and we started sucking each other’s tongues. The smooch continued for around five minutes between that I felt that Sneha was becoming more wild with the alcohol now slowly getting the better of us.. As soon as I left her lips she came over me I took the opportunity and opened her hair and started kissing her. Sarah’s thigh got slicker as Kat closed in on her orgasm. I could see it coming; Kat’s breasts flushed as her nipples went rock hard. Her stomach muscles pulsed as her legs shook. Then a guttural moan as she lifted off the bed as her orgasm exploded. It was an incredible sight, so erotic my panties were now soaked.Sarah then peeled off Kat’s panties and got between her legs. “Open your eyes, Kat” I whispered. As she did Sarah let the towel fall away and Kat saw Sarah’s cock. “Lift your hips,” I.