"The IV is antibiotics, saline and glucose. Ramon set it up," Arti explained."Ramon?" I asked."He is Middie's partner. You're in Scottsdale, now. It's...been three days. You were drugged." Drugged? Who?"I closed my eyes. I was so tired."5225. But I don't know who he was ... is," she said. "I think he got away from the police somehow." You saved my life in the swamp?"She didn't answer."And you got me out of that loopy dream?"She didn't answer that one either."Thanks."I fell asleep. This time I. What if the shower sprayed mud? What if the beds were made of cardboard? What if there wasn't even a bathroom!? You were convinced this place would be what kickstarted your career!And so, without hesitation, you eagerly opened and stepped through the musty hotel door. You held your phone in hand but angled it so that it wasn't blatantly obvious you were recording anything. A bell chimed as the door opened.To your surprise (and mild disappointment) the foyer actually looked pretty... Normal. Not. I don't think a whore is supposed to derive pleasure from sex, but I was fucking loving this. My right hand was tickling the sperm filled orbs of H's balls as my left hand stroked his large meaty shaft. My tongue and lips were performing miracles on his black cock and my teeth joined in the antics, gently nibbling the large domed head of his hard black cock."Why don't we take this slut upstairs and fuck her properly?" Jamal growled "I'll fuck her pussy and you can fuck her ass!" He advised.I. ”I showed him where to park and he was surprised and happy with the scenery. While we ate, he looked over at a car further away. Smoke was coming out. “This must be a great place to smoke weed, I guess,” he said and laughed.“Well, yeah… and other things.” “I can imagine.” I asked if he smoked weed. He had but said it wasn’t something he did too often and he asked me the same question. “I do enjoy wine and weed from time to time and it’s something I’ve done here before.” He laughed and I said,.