Breakfast time!

Arriving in the dining room, I sat down to eat and, without me having to ask twice, the blonde went under the table to **** on my already harden cock after witnessing the romantic scene in the elevator. “Pardon me, I'll have a full breakfast, please!” I said, pointing to the ginger waiter with curly hair, freckles and a twink like body. I wait for my food to arrive with my eyes closed, just enjoying the sounds of a wet blowjob. I start eating and the food is delicious. When I get to her last quarter of the meal, I already came twice in that nordic throat and I kindly ask the same waiter as before: “I want your strongest whiskey and a lighter, please.”

He comes back with what I asked for and I finally notice the name on his name tag, Peter. I get up from the already empty table, inviting the drooling slut to stand up too and say, “I’ll pay the bill now, but I’ll need to take your clothes off. You don’t mind, do you?” Without waiting for an answer, I start undressing the redhead, unbuttoning his shirt, then I take off his shoes, his pants and while pulling down his underwear I ask, “Amanda, lift up your skirt and take off your panties, I’m not a person who goes back on my word.” While the blowjob girl gets ready, I soak all his clothes with whiskey, put them in a far away pile, light up the red panties and throw them on the pile, creating a special kind of improvised bonfire.

I hug the red haired from behind and with my right hand I grab his cock, which quickly grows and hardens. I decide to shorten its refractory period to a tenth of what it was before, and make it self lubricating. Even with Peter in a slight state of shock, I conclude. "Well, with that settled, time to actually pay this bill." My left hand then calmly removes the emerald butt plug from my ass and I insert it into the faggot's ass. "Here's your payment, but you can only take it out after dark." I say this while slapping his ass, leaving it truly perfect, he then immediately cums on the blouse of the girl with blond pubes.

Now, even I'm getting crazy, I go up to the Daisy Duck cosplay and started fucking her pussy standing up. "Finally, you're going to keep your end of the deal! My throat was already starting to hurt. Ahaa! I have a job interview tomorrow, you know? Oh, fuck!" She complains. "I hope you can do it standing up!" I retorted. "Hey, waiter, I didn't finish paying! This sweet little asshole here is your tip. But you gotta fuck it now!" I explained to the boy, out of courtesy, I spread the slut's buttocks, giving him a better view of his tip. Then I give the gal a prostate to forever multiply her anal pleasure. The offer is irresistible, that ass called to him and anal sex commenced.

From that point on, the moaning didn't stop. We fucked her in a rhythm almost analogous to a seesaw. The plugged boy then came again, this time in her ass, but this reminded her of something that made her ask, somewhat worried: “Fuck, thank goodness that was in my ass! Sir, can you please not come inside my pussy? I don't think it's a safe day for me!” Weird, why would that be? “Don't you take birth control?” I asked, trying to sound naive. “No, I'm a lesbian, I've never seen the need.” The dyke replied. “That's a shame, I just really prefer to cum inside, it fills nicer this way.” I justify to the pussy-eater as I maliciously slap her a little below the belly button, suddenly making her incredibly fertile. "Shit, getting knocked up wasn't on my summer plaaaans! Well it can't be helped." This conversation ends up really turning me on as I finally release a torrent of cum straight to the lesbian's womb. I came so much that I could almost imagine her pregnant already. As I stand up she is put on all fours on the floor, cum dripping from the soon to be mother's cunt, taking it hard on the ass. Just for fun, I push a little my old butt plug, leaving the ass fucker horny enough to not stop for another three hours. With another job well done, I decide it's time to leave the hotel, after all the day is just beginning.