Later, back at the hotel room

Jessica let out a deep, throaty sigh as her head came to rest on the backboard of the bed, pillow up against it as she sat at the head the bed. The soft sheets feeling amazing against her tired body, her gleaming skin still moist from the shower and her wet, freshly-brushed hair was draped down her one shoulder.

After the craziness of her night - starting with the stress of her flight over that was all but forgotten after the wild trip backstage and the many and unexpected sexual firsts - finally feeling that nice soft mattress beneath was simply heaven. As she closed her eyes her mind flashed back to the memory of what she saw as she stood in that tiny bathroom somewhere in the back of the club a little over an hour or so earlier, remembering the sight of her red eyed, cum streaked face in the dirty mirror.

It had been while staring at her reflection for a good long while that the realization of what she just done really began to set in. She had felt a pit her stomach, guilt washing over her as she saw her face and the memories what she had done mixed with her thoughts of Cash waiting for her back home. Guilty for what she done and the perverse enjoyment it had given her, but even more so at the realization that her mind was on Cash, the man she planned to spend her life with, for the first time in hours.

Despite whatever problems there might exists, having time away from her boyfriend as one of the plusses for this vacation of hers, Jessica knew that it was mostly from the stress and pressure of her Hollywood life and that she loved the man dearly… but as she kicked herself mentally for her willing participation so far and reaffirmed her commitment to her boyfriend across the ocean, she was constantly reminded of the gang bang she had just been at the center of. Her body was still feeling the full effects of it, the lips of her pussy swollen, nipples raw and she felt tired and sore all over, her previously tight little ass, her breasts and seemingly every single muscle in her body, a constant reminder as she wiped the drying cum off of her.

She vividly recalled that moment, as she was scrubbing the valley between her breasts clean of sticky spunk when a smile had appeared on her face in the mirror, the tingling of a series of massive orgasms felt throughout her naked body and reaffirming her commitment to Cash back home made her feel much better about herself, and the situation which she was in after the nights action. She had looked forward to some time away to unwind, to leave her day-to-day life behind by relaxing and just being herself for a week. She hadn’t relaxed in the sense that she had planned out, but she had definitely left her usual routines back home after arriving in Amsterdam! That experience wasn’t one she would be sharing with friends and family, let alone Cash, so no harm was really done to her future plans of starting a family and she had undeniably enjoyed it all, making her decide then and there not to beat herself up about her transgressions and in a way she actually came to see it as positive for her future with Cash, having cleared her tired, stressed out mind and confirmed her feelings for him.

The loud flushing sound of the toilet broke Jessica’s from her reminiscence of earlier that night, bringing her full attention back to the present. In much the same fashion as the sudden loud knocking on the door had ended her train of thoughts as she stood in that dirty little bathroom backstage, a gruff voice hurrying her and telling her to finish up so she could get that lift back to her hotel as promised.

Then Jessica had flinched at the loud banging, head turning to glance over her shoulder at the door as her hand came to a stop on her chest, quickly letting it know that she was coming before hurriedly throwing on the items of messy clothes she had been able to get hold of - basically just her jeans and shirt. Now her eyes snapped open and she saw the outline of the person who drove her back here, silhouetted in the door by the sharp light coming from the bathroom.