I’d later heard (and watched the recordings) that she’d been unable to move from that spot for an hour. She was hit by orgasm after orgasm and the...’d sapped her of all ability to think, let alone move. When they started to become painful, she’d begged the staff (a few of whom were still watching) to drag her away from the door.One of the men eventually did drag her away, but not before making her suck him off. On my instructions, they were to stay away from her asshole (that was for me to. Rich stared at the thing Tom had dropped. ‘Is that a recorder? Are you recording this?’ Slowly backing away, Tom answered ‘Yes, I’m recording. Now please calm down Rich.’ ‘You shut up! Why are you recording this? Why? Tell me!’ ‘I’m… I’m a reporter, I’m working on a story…’ ‘Really now? Are you being serious? Play it back to me, now.’ He pointed the gun at Tom’s belly, he knew he was a bad shot but with a magnum he didn’t need skill from such a short distance. The agitation he felt made him. Being more lazy than Molly I wasn't about to make a platter, but simply plopped them on the counter for Eddie to choose from. I popped the top of two sodas and was shocked at how loud they sounded.Eddie grinned at me and started stacking meat on his bread."Hmm good." He said around a mouth full of food. I only nodded and took another bite.Cleo sat back down in the dark on the stairs smiling at how domestic we looked.Food finished, sodas almost gone, Eddie helped me toss things back into the. Craig didn’t seem to notice her strange mindset, possibly attributing it to post-sex mental state, which she knew was somewhat unpredictable. Instead, he leaned over and kissed the top of her head.“Gotta run - sorry to, well, you know,” he grinned at her, “I’ll see you tomorrow...”Tracy listened to him gathering his things and then the door open and close.With a sob, as soon as the door was closed, Tracy’s hand flew to her pussy. She felt awful at how desperately she’d wanted her boyfriend to.