“What should I do in the meantime?”Mr. Armisen shrugged. “Whatever you want. Stay here. Walk around. I’ll leave you my card.”He set it down ...n a counter. “In case you wanna spruce up.”Then he shut the door behind him.Carson’s rubbed his butt, the sting of Armisen’s palm still fresh, and looked around the suite. There was the master bedroom--the walls charcoal grey and lined with mirrors, the bedsheets black. He made his way towards a mysterious door at the far corner. For a moment, Carson. He grabbed her head and began to face fuck her mouth, she was gagging but still caressing his balls as she took the onslaught from this black cock. She felt someone slide under her and a cock at the entrance to her pussy and it drove into her hard, she yelped around the cock in her mouth and uttered a “UUUUUUMMMMMM, but pushed down onto the cock below her. She then felt as another hard cock touch her sore asshole and push in with little problem. Here she was sucking a cock and fucking two. His hand that was stroking me goes back to grabbing my ass hungrily right before he starts to slide a finger in me. I let a little moan escape through my lips. I'm in pure extascy as he puts another finger into my hole."Mmm...Oh daddy..." I say softly. And Bill replies, "Shhh...quiet baby." I reach behind me and pull his head towards my neck to make him kiss and suck on it. After a minute or so, I feel him pull his fingers out and then felt the tip of his thick cock at the entrance of my ass. I. The dancers attempted to entice coins from the patrons, placing the tips — or having the patrons place them — in small pouches hanging from the waist of the skimpy bottoms of their dancing costumes. The jingling of the coins added to the music that accompanied their dance.The women were very beautiful and talented. Danica felt ever-increasing arousal spreading through her as she watched the women dance. One in particular, a young dark-haired woman, made Danica quiver every time the dancer.