A few minutes of pure joy went by. She stopped sucking by then, and suggested we go to her room for sex. I willfully agreed and went strait to her roo..., reaching for my wallet where i had my box of Troujin condoms.Once inside the room, i noticed the smell of cat litter. I looked around the room for second and noticed the cat litter sitting there in the corner of the room. Also, to add to the smell where cloths s**ttered about like she was a teenage girl. The thought came to my mind "Damn it, i. There was a bar running around the edge almost like a bumper.As she was distracted, taking in the object she was next to, the woman came back over to her and dropped a bowl on the floor next to her."Eat it."Looking down she saw it was a metal bowl with porridge in it.Looking up at her new tormentor she said, "But there's no spoon".The woman's hand darted out and slapped her across the cheek."You're a little bitch and little bitches don't get spoons. Now stick your face in the bowl and eat like. Though the spotlights shone hotly upon her, the makeup felt cool to the touch and the contrast sparked the nerve endings in her cheeks and forehead. The strong hands of the makeup assistant grabbed her chin and turned her head this way and that, depending on the angle of light needed. She found herself, however, enjoying the feeling of being plied so, and she slowly forgot the crowd observing her.Brie experienced the event through touch alone. A pencil scratched across her brow. A blush brush. A loose hooded sweatshirt and my bra.I helped them pull my pants off and as I did I pulled my panties off with them so they didnt see them.I then told them Id take my bra off but Id keep my shirt on, so I did and they loved the way I looked standing there in my hooded sweatshirt that zips up front. I also put my clogs back on that are high heeled.Those guys had me pull the zipper down too show more cleavage but soon had it zipped way down to expose my breasts. They went for them like babies.