All along I noticed men going in and out of a back hall way and figured out it was the porn booth hallway. Every few minutes I would look up and see ...nother guy going in or out of the hall, and finally I decided to check it out.Walking in the hall was dark, and there were a couple of guys standing around. I walked into one of the rooms and closed the door. I fumbled around for a dollar bill and got the video going. Scrolling through I found a great vid with a hot weightlifter getting a blow. For a moment, for a bare instant, he had been in danger of succumbing to the temptations he was-No, no! How absurd! He had never been truly tempted. The perversity, the rampant vulgarity that had been paraded before him had sickened him, disgusted him at every turn. Only physical compulsion, and then his own misplaced gallantry, had prevented him from immediate flight. Now the scales were gone from his eyes, and good sense had returned to him.The blasted trunk would not close. Trembling with. But whoever it is, he or she doesn´t seem to be intent to do something about it.But these are prostitutes and the guys pursuing me are professional killers. So yes, it´s probably a lot healthier not to mess with these guys. My lovely ex Sally seems to have spared no expense and has hired competent specialists.I hear the front door being opened.“So what do you want?”“Looking for someone. Won´t take long. Just don´t get in my way.”I hear him walking around, opening and checking everything. "That feels amazing, but wait until dad is watching before you bite it off." Tom returns and plugs in the soldering iron, telling us when it is hot. "Mom, bite through my clit nice and slow while dad watches. After two inches of my clit fall into your mouth, give it to me with a deep kiss, so I can eat some of my clit while the two of you watch." As I bite into her clit, Anna cries out, telling me to keep going and then tells her pussy that it will never enjoy another orgasm before a spit.