I fronted up to the wash basin, poured warm water over my genitals, soaped up & then rinsed clean. Later I took to humping with my magazines, for whic...h no clean-up was necessary after shooting. So humping gradually took over from jerking off wet whenever I masturbated to magazine pictures.I still love the intense stimulation & orgasms that are part of jerking off wet. I could never give it up totally but it's now something I save for special occasions, perhaps 2-3 times a month.When I'm ready. One had grabbed a pillow from his room, and put it under my head. Moving my head back and forth a bit, I remember thinking---damm, was that jizz ?? Fuckin sicko. I heard Dustin again frantic on the phone, saying something about urgent—and officer Ramirez. I think I was still b l e e d I n g—feeling something warm going down the side of my head.Officer Ramirez, and Officer Johnson showed up about ten minutes later. As they walked into the front door, Dustin lunged at them, shouting “You. I looked at her, smiling at me with her thighs wide open and I finally slipped a bedtime mask over her eyes. I licked her glistening pussy lips as she moaned.I then told her I would go down for a drink and come back soon.Ana just giggled, saying she could not wait…Once downstairs, I got talking to another hotel guest. A black man.His name was Tom and he was married; but after a while chatting, he admitted he had not fucked her wife in several weeks.She was upstairs in bed; so I invited him to. The magazine drops from my hand and smacks to the floor, the dress following it, and the hand grips my breast and starts to squeeze and caress it.She squeezes harder, and I hoarsely moan my lust to her. Just then I hear a second voice. Panic grips me, I must have missed the entrance door opening. "Such a sweet pussy," the new voice whispers, "and so wet. Is she your girlfriend?" Oh god, I want to die even more now, I want to disappear into thin air, anything, but I want away from here fast.My.