"Leaning close to make herself heard, Madeleine spoke directly into Sam's ear. "Lindsay's was an absolutely lovely evening, Sam. I don't think I'll ev...r forget how sweet it was of you to take me to such a fine restaurant. I'd like to go back there with you again, sometime soon."But right now, Sam -- tonight. It's been another kind of fun, being with you here, at this place... whatever its name is."Right now, Sam, I think we ought to maybe find a motel."The noise made conversation difficult. Sam. "Your clients have very specific fantasies in mind – very real fantasies, if you like – and they're becoming increasingly difficult to fulfil." Real fantasies," Djvonic nodded, pointing at the other man in agreement. "You don't know how true that is. At least half of our Johns give us photos, videos, and even fucking names and addresses, for fuck's sake, of their doctor or gym instructor or barista; women they know and fantasise about but can't have. And we try to supply a surrogate, someone. I wasn’t ready for my parents to accidentally walk in and see it. Still, I could see clearly in my mind’s eye what was on that canvas.I’d gone through my parents’ music collections and ripped all their Broadway musical CDs. Then I’d started on opera. I’d never been a great fan of opera, but the aria that Allison had sung still rang in my ears and I needed to find out if there was more than that. I spent too much time trying to understand what was going on in the story if I listened to operas in. Ben comes over and starts playing with my tits. He kisses my nipples and soon I am experiencing my first orgasmic rush.The horny pair begin to make their hunger known. Ben pulls me off Bob's face and impales me on his eight inch cock. Bob jerks on his big throbber while he watches. A few minutes later he pulls me away from Ben and enters me. I am their rag doll plaything as they take turns using my pussy for their pleasure. I am turned on by the slutiness of it all. I feel down and dirty, like.