No wonder the room had looked strangely familiar. No wonder the acting was so good. It wasn't acting. It was real. Derek said, “Mel, the concierge ...you spoke to, said she thought you might have watched that in house movie and might want to play through the script.” He looked at her. “You are a very attractive woman and I imagine a very hot one. Would you like it like that?” Em said, “I would love it like that.” She was wearing only her little bra and thong by the time Derek got her to the bed. About an hour later I see the girls alone again higher up in the grand stands. They were both wearing short shorts and had there legs crossed...as soon as we locked eyes they both turn to each other start giggling and simultaneously unlocked their legs giving me a clear view. My jaw dropped immediately because the didn't have any underwear and the shorts split the pussy deep I could see everything. So I waved at them at them then walked in to the betting area to get a beer. Sure enough here. Her finger returns to my pulsating hole. As her finger now slides into my asshole she whispers "I am going to fuck your hot ass with my finger," Emmy gasped. This made me tense up a little and I could feel my anus fighting her finger as it pushes on in to me. "Oh fuck your hole feels so tight and fuckable!," Emmy says to me, panting. Her panting now matches my panting. Emmy is getting just as turned on as I am. Her hand rocks back and forth allowing her finger to move in and out of my ass with. Cassidy, and she surmised that he was trying to blackmail her with the strange tapes she had heard him listening to that night so long ago. Ella felt a terrible recurrence of the remorse she had felt then, and her guilt made her want to run up and beg Sylvie's forgiveness. She had unknowingly carried that powerful aphrodisiac up to Mrs. Cassidy, thinking it was medicine. Anyway, that's what young Mr. Erick had told her. Even though she knew it was really Erick's fault, it had still been Ella.