"No, no, no," Angela sobbed, struggling on her belly beneath him, but she knew it was no use. The first hot gush of his semen jetted up into her needi...ng cuntal depths, but filled her with a frustrated hunger rather than the completion she so sought. Again and again that obscenely impaling pole jerked and twitched up inside her, for a minute making her hope that it might kick her over the edge and start her own orgasm, but then suddenly, almost without warning, it was over, and Jack collapsed. “First of all, this is Max Bork,” she said.“I would shake hands, but trust me you would never get the smell off,” I said without a smile to ease the tension.“Right,” he said.“Max was a friend of Clyde Summers,” Gabby explained.“Sorry for your loss,” I said in and unemotional tone.“Thanks, but it wasn’t that kind of relationship. We were mostly coworkers,” Max explained.“I see, but I don’t know what I can do for you,” I said to him.“Gabby said you talked to him a couple of times,” he said.He. I then walked over to Mike and gave him the money to put with my other money.He said to give me a kiss as I did he looked at me and said your my slut and now go use that money maker. Then when I turned to go he reached up under my skirt and pulled down my panties to my feet and I stepped out of them. As I walked past the I saw the guy's each pass Mike 100 buck's each saying they wanted some of that action. All I could think of was I am Mike's slut and here I am walking over to fuck this. Now Friday nights you don't have to wear towel. So walking around more, saw few guys no towels, mmmmmmm cock went BOING! BOING! first 2 I saw these guys were walking together/friends nice to see below lol.I felt enough walking around, time head into a booth or see what others are doing. I again, went inside a booth, this time with door closed, took towel off put over my shoulder stood waiting for someone to appear. Felt if I left door open would get action. Surely enough 1 minute went by. And.