Even though I was a guest and headline porn celebrity at the clubs and was paid to make my appearance, I pretty much was just the high end hooker for ...hose that had the money to fuck me. I laid on my stomach, across a mattress in a local hotel early one morning, after leaving a club with two dangerous looking d**g dealers and letting them fuck me. They were taking turns in my ass and pussy while I snorted a white line of powder off of a bible, on the nightstand next to the bed. I arched my back. Should we try somewhere else?"She just smiled at me as the limo pulled up on front. The maître d' popped out of the restaurant and opened our door. He helped Angela out and hugged her and welcomed her back to his little restaurant.He then helped me exit, calling me by name, and welcomed me also. I was very glad he skipped the hug and kiss when greeting me. As we were being escorted into the dining room and back to a small private room, I heard some of the dinners asking each other, "Who are. Lena wasted no time, as soon as Sophie's smooth wet cunt was in reach, she started to lick and suck at the oozing slit. Sophie moaned softly as Lena penetrated her soft folds with her tongue. The young woman's arse was before me, ripe and tender, begging to be fucked. I moved to the bedside table and took out a tube of KY jelly. As Lena ate her pussy, Sophie groped Lena's huge tits; I covered the broad shaft with the jelly.I stood behind Sophie's pale soft inviting arse and said, "Are you ready. If you think I’m going to stride up and down with a riding crop supervising, I’m afraid you’re going to be disappointed. I’ve got better things to do.” And with that she left me.The schedule said that the kitchen needed to be cleaned and tidied that morning so I got on with it. It was all pretty boring. About all that could be said for it was that the house was a pleasant place to be and the work meant Jill had stopped complaining.Sally came back to check on how I was doing. I guess she was.