I am making good money but for the moment I am not satisfied; I feel kind of empty as though I really needed something more. I was on my lunch break w...en I came across something in the newspaper. There was a casting call for a local repertoire theater. "Ah this could be something to do." I told myself after all I did take a course in drama at school and I thought I wasn't all that bad on the boards. I of course had no idea that fate had stepped in and took complete control of not just my life. My cunt was wet and on fire. I had obeyedyou and not touched myself and it was now 24 hours since youhad forbidden me to do so! What were small irritations tome were now growing into formidably uncharacteristictemper tantrums! I needed fucking and this terrible tensionrelieved! And then I saw your face, ominously unsmiling,on the screen and I begged you to tell me what was wrong! Yousaid you thought I had been bad, that I had masturbated….andI began to cry and pleaded with you to believe me!. We went through a set of double doors, our room was only 20 meters along the corridor, when a member of hotel staff came round the corner.We froze, and he froze, his mouth open as he looked me up and down not quite believing what he was seeing. He was a young man, around 18 years old. His badge informed us that he was a night ported. “What are you doing, you cant do this,” He eventually stammered,“I’m going to have to get my boss.” He reached for a radio which was clipped to his belt. Without. ” Well shit, buzzed Gloria whispered back, “In that case darling, I certainly won’t stop him…” And then after she kissed me, she took her shot – and missed. > > > > > It was Vicki’s turn again, and once again Patrick was all over her body. Since scolding Patrick didn’t stop him the last time, plus his wife’s threat didn’t seem to faze him, and I just had his hot wife in my arms and her big tits in my hands, this time after Patrick felt-up Vicki, he pulled my wife’s pajama panties down to expose.