The space opened up so that I could move around freely under the stage. It appeared that years ago the space was probably used in shows as there were ... couple of trap doors although both were padlocked underneath. I assume that modern health and safety was a concern (even back then). The stage floor was made up of slats of wood over beams and there was almost a 1cm gap between each slat meaning I could easily see up to the performers above.I would sit under the stage in total darkness,. I got to the hotel at around 2pm and cleaned up and prepped. I first flushed my hole and then put a plug in. I just love that feeling of it popping into my hole and feeling my hole grab onto it. I showered and then put on a pair of pink lace panties. It was now about 5pm and he should be on his way soon. I always get nervous and excited as time is approaching. I got his text that he was here. I unlocked the door pulled the curtains and got on all fours. I heard the door open and then a voice. I grabbed a tissue and wiped my runny nose then I answered the phone, hello Martha &hellip, Martha? Silence is all I got from the other end of the line then moaning ah okay who is this I demanded, then from the other end the voice whispered William. thats not funny William died at war so please just tell me who this is or im going to hang up the phone, once again the voice whispered William, I slammed the phone down and broke out in tears again, the back of the phone and the phone battery both. It wasn’t letting me go and after a few more thrusts neither was Sachi. Jenny and Alice had released her legs that instantly wrapped themselves around my waist.Sachi gave new meaning to tight. Inside, her muscles clenched down on the shaft, massaging it like a professional. There was no way I could last, not even a porn star had a prayer of lasting, and here I was deep inside of her. I wanted to call out her name but resisted. I wasn’t a screamer, but had to fight the urge this time.“Faster!”.