I saw Leo and asked him to meet me at his room at 3:30 pm. It ended up getting crazy busy around that time as we helped unload all of the food items that were shipped in from the mainland. We caught each other’s eyes across the room and I put up four fingers. He nodded in agreement. 4 pm was better.
Right at that time, I was walking out of the laundry room to go meet him when Russ showed up.
“Did you see the video I sent you?” he asked.
It was a video of him jacking off. I did see it, but I didn’t feel like responding right then and there. I had another man’s cock on my mind.
“I’ll watch it later,” I said, then walked over to Leo’s room.
Earlier, Russ had come into the laundry room and tried being sneaky by doing the thing where he grinds on my ass while choking me out. Once again, he didn’t seem in tune with his intuition/surroundings. Clay happened to walk in on the action of my mouth wide-open and moaning. Poor kid, going to end up scaring him. He was only 19.
So, I walked past Russ and to room number 30. The door was already open for me, thank God. I got straight to business and began blowing him. He grew hard in my mouth within seconds. I needed to check him off my list so I told him I only had a few minutes. I wasn’t wearing panties, I dropped my leggings down and bent over his bed. His cock felt pretty decent not going to lie. He almost came instantly, especially when I pushed my ass closer into him as he was pulling away. He somehow got his shit together and lasted about a minute, ending by cumming in my mouth.
“Thanks!” I said, “gotta get back to work now.”
It felt so hot getting cock while on the clock.
For dinner, Tag made me my favorite meal for my last day: pasta with butter. He made some special French butter recipe sauce. He even gave me some sauce to take with me to Moose Lane. I didn’t know how to tell him no thanks because he looked so happy at my enjoyment of the noodles. I really just liked plain butter, nothing fancy. Now I have a carton of sauce sitting in my room.
I knocked out around 7:30 pm. I woke up to Juozas coming in while I was sprawled out on the bed.
“Shave your legs, for god’s sake,” he said.
“Fuck off,” I mumbled, half asleep.
“I came for the stories,” he said, “you’re my entertainment here and I look forward to them.”
“Nothing crazy today,” I said, “blew a random construction guy.”
“Where did you take his cum?”
“In my mouth,” I said.
“Mm, did you swallow?”
“Always.”
Juozas started to spit water on me. Naturally, I moaned and pushed my ass out. He told me I had problems, that when someone spits on me and I moan in such a fashion, that it’s not normal.
“This is just like my dream,” I said, ignoring his comment. “Do what you did in my dream.” I leaned my head back over the side of my bed with my mouth wide open.
He growled, “Godule, Godyte, mažytė. I want you to know that I would fuck you. I really really want to, and I would, but what’s the point? You’ll just get bored and just write about all the things I did wrong and ways I didn’t get you off.”
He had a point.
He continued to spit water on me and I began touching my pussy, moaning to the feeling of liquids soaking through the fabric onto my skin. Would’ve been much better if it were his piss spraying me. I exposed my tits under my matching cheetah pajamas and pinched my nipples tight. My eyes were still closed. He was watching me, I could feel him in the thickening silence. I was heavily aroused. At one point, he had walked to a different part of the room, unable to see how I was playing with myself.
“What are you doing now?” he asked. “I can’t see you.”
“Then come watch me,” I said.
“Actually, I wouldn’t fuck you,” he said, “you would just traumatize me with the things you’re into and the things that really get you off.”
I laughed but didn’t disagree.
“Plus, you still end of fucking people in your nighttime dreams if you didn’t fuck them in real life,” he joked.
I agreed. Anyways, it was such a hot way to spend my last night in Brown Town. I continued to touch myself after he had left, visualizing his face as I brought myself to orgasm again.