Then she needed cock. She picked up the phone by the bed and called concierge. She was staying in a very expensively discreet hotel. She had a brief...and satisfactory conversation with the woman on duty at the desk thirty floors below. For a first-class and really hot service the concierge recommended one provider, saying she could recommend them from personal experience and in particular a masseur called Derek. Em warmed to her immediately. This assessment was reinforced when she called back. Mitch followed the movement, his fantastic tool waving in my face. But before I could even dare to taste it, he roughly pushed me onto my back. Mitch hoped onto my torso as he looked behind him staring at my cock that was peering up at the ceiling. He bit down hard on his lip. I raised my head once again trying to take in his magnificent manhood, but he journeyed downward right before I had opened my mouth. Was he purposely teasing me? Mitch stood once again, his body a canvas of beautiful. . Stick out your damn tongue bitch! ... ' Bruce demanded! Reluctantly I poked my tongue thru my lips and tasted the pre-cum that Bruce had spread over my lips. An agonizing whimpering squeal from Tony caused me to look in his direction the look of anguish on Tony's face was telling. I could see that Daniel had now pressed Tony' shoulders down to the mattress and was now hunching and grinding his midsection into Tony upraised butt. Bruce pull my face back around and said ' ... open your damn. She bent over. Her sweat pants pulled down, showing off a small white thong. She had a nice big ass to match her voluptuous body. I smiled."Hi! Do you need some help?" I said. She said nothing. I then saw she was wearing some tiny earphones. She was listening to some music. I paused as she looked up to see me. She smiled. I nodded my head. She then started to load 4 washers with her clothes. She just put everything in each washer, filling them up. I got up to check my two washers. I added some.