Did not know how to read it. Again went through the day with visions of her in my mind. And again, unloaded myself twice in the shower that night. Wen... to bed that night not thinking I was a pervert. Wednesday morning almost ran down to the motel gym in anticipation of seeing her again. I was disappointed, she was not there, nowhere to be found. I completed my work out and headed up to my room to shower and get to work when I turned a corner and we actually ran into each other. My natural. “DO IT!!!” the audience cried.“ON THE FACE!!!” Another loudly typed.Drew closed his eyes, trying to concentrate. He’d heard that performing in front of an audience increased the stress, and it was true. Banging strange women had never been a problem for him, but for some reason, busting his nut in front of virtual strangers gave him little stabs of panic. “What if I can’t cum to standards?” He’d asked Kleio when they did their first show the previous night. “What if I cum disagreeably or in bad. As his hands reached round to caress her full firm breasts, teasing the dusky pink nipples standing proudly at their centre, Ian leaned forward to gently kiss the back of her neck. A soft moan escaped from Fran’s lips as one of Ian’s hands slowly glided down her body, across her flat stomach then lower. One fingertip trailing through the tiny patch of hair she had left when carefully waxing her pussy. As Ian began kissing his way down Fran’s neck to her shoulder, his finger began to circle her. So I sat up straight and arched my back and crossed my sexy legs up high - and I waited.I heard the footsteps approaching, then saw his shadow. Then I saw him, a black guy. He was wearing a wife beater t-shirt and Nike shorts. He looked at me for a second before going away. I was so disappointed as I heard his footsteps growing fainter. Then I heard him go into a booth, and a porno came on. I swallowed my pride; if he won't come to me, I'll go to him. There was no one else in the arcade, so I.