. yes... that's alright... M-Miss Judith...“ panted Quentin, „she … ah... she... she's doing a good job now.“Quentin began to pound faster and...faster. Lovely to know that this slave was going to get the same kind of tratment at least five more times that day. Ahmed... Jason... Otto... Khalid. One of them twice, maybe. At least, he was first. In front of Miss Judith, he was trying not to show too much enthusiasm. But, all the same, he was definitely enjoying himself. This girl was getting really. The hotel room was comfortable but had a somewhat curious arrangement between the bedroom and the bathroom consisting of an electrically operated venetian blind. I quickly discovered that no matter in what position the blind any and all activity could be clearly seen through the slats and it was not obvious providing the lighting was correct that anyone may be watching. Many opportunities were seized of vying my sexy red headed travel companion as she paid careful attention to her most intimate. And now ... here I was in Robin's bedroom, the two of us totally naked, watching one another masturbate!Just sitting there watching her masturbate as she lay beside me soon had me hovering on the edge, and I told her so. "Fuck Robin, I'm going to shoot soon," I told her feeling that all too familiar tingly feeling begin to tighten my balls. She sat up at that, scooting even closer towards me, looking down at my rock hard fat prick as I stroked it."Tell me when," she said hotly, the lusty tone. I teetered down the hallway on my 4" spikes, completely at a loss forwhat to do. I made my way back through the lobby, looking completelyout of place in my next-to-nothing outfit and all alone. I lookedexactly like what everyone thought I was - a whore. I stepped throughthe circular door and out onto the street. The air was bitter cold andsnow had begun to fall. I walked a couple of blocks, trying to shieldmyself from the wind. The snow felt like needles. A Honda pulled upand rolled down.