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Valerie denied LeAndra; lately she had identified herself as lesbian, (if she had to label herself) and truth be told, she thought she was in love with her boss and didn’t want to fuck Jason. LeAndra found Valerie with Jason in the salon’s room of indulgence, she joined them behind the Purple Door; offering them both a drink, she spoke quietly. Approaching the massage suite, LeAndra thought about the best way to convince Jennifer to join the party behind the purple door. There’s another client here that wishes to fulfill a fantasy.” LeAndra took a deep breath and speaking with authority continued, “He…his fantasy is to watch and to do so anonymously.” Quiet settled over the room as she let the idea sink in.
“Well, Allie, I’m looking forward to the time that we are going to spend together this week”, and with that he smiled and moved on to other guests. Allie and Andre walked back to their room and spent some time looking through their wardrobe deciding on the appropriate outfit to wear for this evening’s meal and show. Andre could feel the tension and sensed that Allie wanted to talk it over with him, “My love, tonight is going to be your lucky night. I was not at that particular party, but reputation says that people tend to get to know each other very well at the parties that James Randal hosts.” She moved closer to Andre and placed her hand on his leg.
Chelsea thought the woman’s hands lingered just a bit too long in Liam’s lap, but was gratified to see that Liam, ever the professional, continued to film the gyrating pole dancer in the center of the cabin and didn’t seem to notice the attentions of the pretty brunette. Liam couldn’t decide where to aim the camera, but settled for a quick shot of the hot flight attendants before focusing back on Dirk and Chelsea. I was never remotely interested in what you have to say, but I’ve never stopped wondering what it would feel like to shove my cock into your tight little pussy.” Dirk dropped the flight attendant on the bed, then turned around and gestured for Chelsea to join him.
“That’s Charmaine,” she said, indicating the black woman in the red robe who had answered the door. One of them, with black, teased up hair, and wearing pink Spandex pants and an oversized, ripped up AC/DC shirt, said, “Nice to meet you,” Delia then indicated the woman she was snuggling up with. Delia and Karen were facing away from the set, and Cindee picked up the joint she’d been smoking and handed it off to Charmaine. As I held my breath and felt the familiar haze of marijuana smoke enter my body, I watched as Charmaine put her hand on Cindee’s chin and pulled her closer. Cindee and I on our backs on the couch, legs in the air, kissing, while Lance fucked her and Charmaine fucked me with the strap-on.
We danced with our hosts, drank with our hosts and eventually as the bartenders and waiters began to look tired of our energy and constant movement (they had begun sitting and slouching all over the place) we finally decided, and by we I mean of course Jemma and Martin decided, that it was a good time to retire to their room. Whilst we waited for the elevator to come down, Martin steered me off to one side and stood to my right hand side (observant man, I can’t stand having people to my left) and Jemma took Jake off too, placing her hand, I noticed, upon his crotch and giving a gentle squeeze I assume as he rose a few centimetres taller momentarily.