Once in their room, they went at each other like a pair of horny teenagers, lips and tongues did a love tango, while hands roamed, desperately tearing...at clothing. Garments were discarded then ignored.When they finished, Scott was naked while Olivia was clad in only her pink panties. Grinning lasciviously, Scott led her to the bed."There is a bottom here that needs my attention," he smirked and hooked his thumbs into the waistband of her panties slowly drawing them down to reveal neatly trimmed. In the video her eyes were feral, and there was a look of evil satisfaction on her face. Natasha’s image looked in the direction of the lens with unseeing eyes, totally in the moment. Somewhere dark and primitive and sexually visceral. Natasha had lost herself in the sex. Sometimes John's voice would come from off camera, telling her what to do, and she'd look up with obedient eyes, nod her head, and say, "Okay."There was a moment when her gaze locked on the camera lens, a smile coming to her. There was a new tension in the room. My mind waswhirling trying to think how to take things further. It was obvious that acompliment was in order to let her know I liked the look of her. Miss Joneslit another cigarette and again I was transfixed by how sexily she smoked. "Yes well when I saw you looking so nice and elegant this morning I justknew I had to see you too Miss Jones" "Oh please do call me Eleanor, Miss Jones sounds so formal and I hope nowyour a bit older I hope that we shall become. I drive up to my hangout, a local strip club run by my boss. The most beautiful women work here; I swear it's paradise."Wade, Kyle," I yelled."Hey, hey, how's it going?" responded Wade."We'll get going after we finish our drinks," added Kyle. "Hey, bartender, get my friend here, a drink."I sat down and look around at the magnificent club. The scantily-clad women sway their hips ever-so-graciously on the stage. If I want to get laid, I just have to come here. These women sure love their jobs.