And I didn’t want Ellen to think I was a dirty minded perv. Ironic, I know. Then Dr. Metzinger gave us an assignment that changed our lives forever ...nd led indirectly to the gangbang in room 717. “Write down something you wanted to ask the other to do (or participate in) over the last week, but didn’t,” she said, handing us each a Post-it pad. “When you have it, fold your note and hand it to your partner.” I wanted to write, ‘facial’. I’d wanted to cum on Ellen’s beautiful face since the day I. Cindi has smallish firm tits, these were globes. I ran my hand over them and tried not to dome, no success. I pumped for several seconds into someones mouth as they sucked. Another hand ran across my cheeksI was guided to the shower and multiple hands scrubbed me. I was hard again\I was led back to the bed and guided to the kitty of some firm body. I gave her the best lick job I could. I nibbled on her outer lips, her inner lips, her clit.I blew on her. I sucked her clidt and she came. She. He moaned and breathed hard into the kiss as his hands slowly caressed her spine and ass cheeks while his cock pumped out its final few spurts of cum. Feeling it dribble out of her cunt and onto his thighs.For the next 15 minutes, they lay still. Her on top of him. Her cheek resting in his neck and her eyes closed as she took deep breathes. He stroked her ass and spine the entire time and then reached with his other hand into the over-flowing ashtray by the bed and pulled out a half-smoked. But very similar in nature. And what’s more, the place smelled. Not just smelled; REEKED of diesel fumes. She almost had trouble breathing. The people seemed to bustle, although not with the angry vigor so endemic to airports. While George waited on line, Jill relaxed and people watched, although with a little anxiety, she wasn’t as worried as she could be.You see, Jill looked a little different, now. George had suggested she unbraid her hair, let it down, and said they would purchase a few.