I come alive when I kiss you. I feel something that I have never felt before, and I want to take it to the next level,” she pleaded.She turned her h...ad up at me and I bent and started to kiss her. I could hear a phone ringing, but I knew Jane or Beth or someone would answer it.“Hello, can I help you?” Jane asked, when she answered the phone.The voice on the phone said, “Hi, this is Tommy. I’m looking for Genja and Fiona. Jon gave me his wallet so I would know where to look if I didn’t hear from. A shining trail of spit reflected lewdly in the light of the room’s cheap fixtures.Samantha was in heaven. Her inner slut was fully in the saddle now, all reservations forgotten. She was a willing partner in her sexual submission and she loved it. Her clit throbbed – its swollen red head protruding angrily from between her labia like a mini-penis. Pussy juice streamed down her thighs and dripped onto the worn carpet – probably not the first time that this had happened in this room.For Jim’s. Please can I have the spanking?” Emily begged. “No baby, you cannot,” I said as I softly kissed her. I moved my raging erection towards her pouting lips and she licked the drop of precum from the tip before claiming the purple head in her bright red lips. My balls tightened at the sensation. I pushed forward and she quickly had me all the way inside her warm inviting mouth. Her tongue swirled around my dick as she bobbed up and down. I pulled out and left the room. I returned with our goody. “I’d like to ask you… you know… could I… we take a picture? Otherwise my friends would never believe that THE Jessica Alba has been at our shitty little hotel…”The sentence was making her giggle and her cheeks actually flushed a little. After all those years in the spotlight a fan’s request could still make her blush! “Sure, Jan,” she read from his nametag, “But with how I look right now they will probably think you took a picture with Jessica Alba’s mom rather than with me…” she pointed her.