For a star that headlined a tour, the outlay was a lot easier to deal with than it was for a performer that was just getting a foothold. The labels co...ldn’t come up with a consistent message so the artists’ argument wound up winning the day. Liz’s PR machine in San Diego was spearheading the information drive, helped by a series of strategic leaks (unconnected to us) that included the corporate ledger from one of Los Angeles’ largest labels that found its way into the hands of the proprietors. As Scarlett was ushered away vy her handlers the guy from ezrlier came over to me. "Hey guy what was that all about?" he asked. "Nothing...I'm just gonna nail Scarlett Johansson!" The guy just smirked "Yeah sure you are pal, and Kim Kardashian wants to sit on my face!" I made it to the Larchmont Inn close to 11pm, I walked up to the desk and was met by an indifferent Concierge. "Can I help you...sir." he said with an air of condescention. "I'm here to see Betsy Ross." I said. He looked at me. And Steve continued to work my cock with his mouth, stopping ever so often to hold my dick up and lick on my hairy nut sack. Fuck it felt good. Lick his ass Steve Kyle said and I looked over at him and he was stroking h is cock looking at Steve work me over. So, I turned around and leaned against the nearby table and Steve pulled my hairy ass cheeks apart and started to French kiss my asshole. FUCK it felt so fucking good! I could feel my hole relaxing and tightening as Steve worked his young. She doesn't look at me like... Nah." What is the matter with you?" she asked, a little frustrated at my thick-headedness. "If she found you in her bed, you think she'd kick you out?"Now I was starting to get a little irritated, as well as embarrassed. "Yes, of course she would. Not that I would be jumping in her bed so she would find me there, anyway. Come on, Wendy, can't we talk about something else?"Her doodling brought her fingers within range of my more sensitive spots. She had already.