I made my way to the little restaurant located on the ground floor of my hotel and sat at what had become my "usual" table in a quiet corner of the ro...m. I was delighted to see that Jan the waitress was on duty tonight. Over the last few weeks we had got to know each other well enough to have a quick chat when she was on duty. She was 19 and a college student working at the hotel to help pay for her classes. I looked up as I watched her make her way to my table with the coffee pot in hand, her. ?She braced herself for the impending inspection, a look of concern on her face.Slowly, he inserted the oversized instrument into her body, the two metal blades piercing her mound, sliding silently into her tunnel. She squealed at the pressure, the chilled metal uncomfortably cold against her vaginal lining as he pressed the device deeper into her cleft. She squirmed with shock, surprised at just how cold the instrument really was. She threw her head back and exhaled deeply, her hands making. Soon I was jamming my tongue as deep in his ass as I could. He rolled on his side as I kept rimming him and he slowly started to masturbate. When he was ready to cum, he said "suck it" and within seconds I had a mouthful of cum that tasted SOOOOOO good. I then found the orgy room and went it. Talk about a target rich environment!!!! The whole floor had a thick wrestling style mat so it was soft to lay on--on kneel on as I intended to do a LOT of. There were about 30 guys, mostly black, in the. That was ten years ago.Her name was Helen. She was a very sweet girl, but awful quiet. That made things easy, I was quiet too. Mostly we'd sit together, saying and doing nothing, letting our minds wander wherever they would. Sometimes we'd say our thoughts out loud. That's how we came up with some of our best ideas, like the go-kart. We devised for a vehicle so fascinating, it was sure to win us something or other. Designs and engineering went smoothly. Construction, however, didn't- long story.