I also made sure that I would be smooth all over for everyone there. Just getting ready, I was so nervous but looking forward to it more than anythin...g. I had never been in a public or big area like a spa. As I said before, it was hard to just find the right guys, so finally I could be a slut for a weekend, hoping to be fucked nonstop until I leave. Finally, the next day my friend picked me up (Mike), I carried my bag with me and drove off. He looked at me and could see I was a little flush. I again looked at him with an angry face and leant on the window glass. My pussy was still burning with desire. He said ‘don’t worry nothing is going to happen. I know how you might have felt with a stranger’s hand on your buttocks’. I asked him to keep quiet. He sincerely obeyed my order and locked his lips. But soon I found his right hand on my right thy searching for my pussy. I closed my eyes. He reached to my pussy and started rubbing it from front. He tried opening my kameez and held his. True to the script, both Paul and my wife climbed into the bed. The covers only hid their bodies from the waist down and Jackie's tits remained exposed to our view. Paul took a position on top of Jackie and started rubbing his crotch into her pussy in a simulated lovemaking movement. As Paul rocked on top of my wife her breasts swayed and jiggled with the pumping movement. They went through their lines slowly, and their breathing became quite labored. I thought this part lasted a quite a. I wasn’t able to find more of Tara, but there were other requests that I was able to fill. Beth, and the curly haired blond that had worked with us but were now gone got some air time, and there were others I’m sure. By 6:30 or so the questions had ended, except for requests to see more of certain girls. The entire night had become an X-rated version of Mystery Science Theater 3000. These guys were the peanut gallery, and along with me, we talked up and down each girl and graded their.