I just stood at the gate and watched. I waved at some of the very nice girls and threw flying kisses at them. Two or three girls were thrilled and res...onded enthusiastically. It was a slow number and it took more than an hour to complete. When it was over new groups were being formed. Suddenly one of the girls who responded to my flying kiss came running and asked me in Gujarati something which I could not understand. I asked her in Hindi what she wants. She asked whether I stay in this hotel,. ?Hey Ricky, you send a girl our way??The kid looked up. ?Yeah, that was Tricia. The one from your note?? He held up a smudged post-it. ?Something wrong??Will thought quickly, scanning the messy desk. He spotted another post-it note: 11am, Tracy. It was from that start-up group upstairs, just a bunch of amateur vanillas trying to break in to the industry. ?No, not at all. Just wanted to say good work, and... aw, dammit!? His hand brushed the kid's soda can, knocking it onto the floor. . “Fuck you, Carla! Teasing little cunt. Take my big cock you slutty hole. Take it! Take it!” He would grunt and moan and cum every single time. His 41 year old cock was rubbing and fucking against my bed, my pillows, my worn panties, and sometimes all three of them would get a big burst of his cum on them. One time it looked like he was forcefully fucking the pillow. Screaming angrily out loud, “Don’t say No!, you fuckin’ whore! Don’t you deny me your wet fuck hole! Don’t you dare fight me off.. Amy had orgasmed a couple of times when I felt my own cum building inside me. As I groaned and began pumping my seed into Amy she came again, the two of us ending in a pile on the sofa.A car pulling up outside disturbed us. Dad went out to see who it was. We could hear him and mom in the hallway. They seemed to be talking to the camera man, and talking about how good the show was. As the man was saying goodbye, he suggested that next time mom might fuck one or two of the guys, laughing he said.