It was completely dark now and there were lights everywhere. She remembered the line from that old TV show, “There are eight million stories in the ...aked city.” She had always liked that phrase, “naked city” — it gave her ideas….When she returned to the bedroom, Jane had her legs splayed and d****d across either side of the chair. Her face was scrunched up into a mask of pleasure as Marie serviced her and Erica looked on attentively but expressionlessly. Jessica could tell that Jane was close,. Ben said cold Crucifix ordered for three sweet lime juices. We had a formal conversation as the ice breaker and waited for the juice after 10 minutes the Room service staff knocked the door. I went and opened the door he came inside the room and kept the juice on the table. I took two glasses of juice and gave one to Ben and other to Crucifix, then took one for me. We finished the juice. Crucifix also said Dear, you are very beautiful and gorgeous dear and I sat along with Ben on the sofa by. That’s what you should always remember. You brought your guys home.”He looked at me. “That’s what you did, isn’t it? You brought your guys home, from Nicaragua, I mean.” I nodded, and he said, “No, I mean, all of it. You killed those guys, didn’t you?”It was my turn to crack the bottle and take a hefty swig. The nice thing about drinking booze you don’t particularly like? After you’ve had enough, you don’t care that you don’t like it all that much! It was good that I didn’t have to drive. "Do you want to feel me cum?" Fuck yes." Oh, fuck. I'm close." Fuck me. Cum in my ass." Ohhhh, yes. You have such a sweet ass. So fucking tight." Fuck me. Fuck my tight hole." Yesssss. I'm fucking you. You like that?" Yes. More. Fuck me." Oh, fuck. Fuck. Fuck yes."I felt him stiffen and heard him give his strangled moan, and he thrust himself deep inside me. Impossibly, his cock grew even bigger, and at that moment all of his fucking culminated in making my cock pulse."Holy shit," I gasped..