“Bloke, you can stop and pick me up a couple of fags.” “Pardon? You want what?” I replied as I had no idea what he was asking for. Did he mean a gay boy? Jill piped up chuckling, “David, he means smokes, cigarettes. That’s what they call them in Great Brittan.” “Oh, I apologize sir.” “David, is it? public Can you drive so Jill can sit in back with me and we can catch up.” Mr. rock n roll said. “Um, sir that is up to my trainer. If she says its ok, then yes. But I may have not had enough training for her to turn the driving duties over to me.” I replied trying to give Jill a way out of whatever extra service she may have to perform. “David, I think it will be reality ok since we are just going to the McCall. Just remember what I taught you before.” Jill said with a nervous tone. Well, then, I’ll wait at the limo until your ready to head over to your hotel. “Hey Chap, I’m ready now.” I opened the limo door for Jill and him to climb inside the back. I went around to the driver’s seat. Immediately, he rolled up the private blackout windows. I turned on the security cameras. I flipped down the screen. When it came into focus, I saw that he had his pants already down to his ankles with Jill sucking his nearly erect very short cock. She was using only two fingers to hold it steady while she was trying to suck it. I thought to myself, “Figures”. I put blowjob the car in drive and headed towards the McCall. I remember that we had to stop for “a couple of fags” for the ‘artiste’. I switched on the intercom and used pov the interior phone and aske him Brunette what brand of smokes he wanted. He wasn’t the only one on the sun chair; a girl, about seventeen, with long, dark hair was lying to his side, one leg straddling his. Would they really reality do that? I thought she’d understand. “Go get your bag” I said. Snapping aggressive, rapid-fire pictures of himself fucking one girlwhile she ate out her girlfriend, Psrker worked hard to keep up the pace, splitting his focus between the two very different tasks of fucking and photography that vied for his attention. I know, it was the lamest thing to ask her to do, but it was the first thing that popped into my mind. “Where were you going to spend the night tonight?” Bull fell on the bed, exhausted. “Good. She thought one of the guys stuck a vibrator up public her ass. Stepping inside she walks pov into the lounge as she hears him close the door behind them, June tremble even more as her steps Brunette up to her not even pretending to help her look for the card he slides his arms round her waist and kisses her on the lips. “What do you know about Corruption?” I asked. The poor man had lost his wife the previous year to cancer, and he was still very cut up about it. Once six years ago as a rebellious post-grad gamine, as just another flaky summertime runaway to blowjob the Big City, then one smoggy August eve she had offered body and soul just for the fun of it. “You little piss head” I say as I slap her ass.