Suddenly — three sharp knocks at the door.
"Room service…" came a soft, polite female voice from the hallway.
Gabriela's eyes snapped wide. She was still sprawled on the bed — legs slightly parted, sheets barely pulled up to cover her tits and the sticky mess between her thighs. Cum was still slowly leaking from her gaping asshole, soaking a dark wet spot beneath her ass. Her face flushed crimson in an instant.
"No—no—no—" she hissed under her breath, yanking the sheet higher to hide herself completely. "Jack—don't answer— just ignore her— she'll go away— por favor, I'm a mess… I smell like sex… like cum… like pee… my asshole's still open… if she sees me like this I'll die—"
But before she could finish her frantic whisper, I grinned down at her — dark, teasing — and called out loud enough for the hallway to hear:
"Coming…"
