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Panama City-Tocumen Airport Road at 8.55 pmHannibal put the time card into the machine and pulled it out after he got his stamp. Putting it back in its slot he hefted his little backpack higher up onto his shoulder and walked the short distance to the manager?s office. The night was heavy with looming rain and thunderstorms but the skies hadn?t opened up yet. It was a Friday night and it was payday which meant the Happy Orgasm push-button hotel would be busy.In the office, he hung his backpack on a hook behind the door and then sat down at the old metal desk. On it stood three monitors each divided into four squares. These showed the twelve entrances and exits to the hotel. There were six for coming in and six for leaving, nice and private for the clients who didn?t wish to be seen before or after the dirty deeds they had come for.There was a knock on the door and Hannibal grunted. It opened and a middle-aged heavy-set woman walked in. She had a cleaner?s uniform and through the open door, he could see the cart she used.?What?s up, Lola???I need more disinfectant and a*mop.?Hannibal opened a drawer in the desk and handed her a key. ?Bring back the key when you are ready.??I think Mia needs a few things also.?Hannibal sighed, still staring at the monitors where nothing was happening. ?Fine.?When she was gone Hannibal got up and picked up a large flashlight that hung on the wall. It was time for his first tour of the fine establishment.A push-button hotel is a set of low buildings usually in a square or a semi-square. On each side of the buildings, there are garage doors that are open if the room is free. The customer simply drives in and presses a button inside the garage and the door slides down. Hence the name. Through a slot he slides the amount he wants to spend, it?s by 1.5 hours. In this case, it cost $20 for that time which was for the basic rooms. When the garage door closed a green light lit up in the corridor that runs inside the building between the rooms. A similar light comes on in the manager?s office and the cleaning crew area. It stays on until the client has left and the garage door is open.Inside the room, there is a king-size bed, a small bathroom, and a TV in a corner showing porn or any other program the client wishes to watch. There is a small sliding hatch on one wall where food and drink can be delivered. There is a small menu with local rums, whiskeys, vodkas, and finger food. The customer can also purchase condoms and sex toys such as handcuffs, dildos, and vibrators of different sizes.Hannibal walked along the silent corridor and noted only one room was greenlit which was a bit strange considering the time of day. Then again, the weather wasn?t too good and that sometimes affected business. He made sure there were no old food trays or cleaning carts in the corridor güvenilir bahis and then headed to room 12.Room 12 was his favorite, not because he had ever used it but it was where he had installed his spy-cams. It was at the end of the building and was also one of the more expensive rooms at $30 because it had a Jacuzzi and mirrors in the ceiling above the bed.It had been by accident that he had found the original peeping hole. He had walked down the corridor, as usual, one evening and noticed a perfect circle of light on the opposite wall. It stuck out because the light bulb for that area had gone out. He checked and soon found the tiny hole in the wall on the guest room side. He peeked inside and there they were on the bed. A young couple in their late 20?s fucking like rabbits on the bed. She was riding him and her small tits hardly moved as she moaned and groaned. Hannibal stared at them until the man lifted her off him and she went down and sucked his cock, receiving a full-on facial as a thank you.Hannibal had stepped back shocked at what he had seen but with a hard-on, he would never forget. That was the night he discovered he was a voyeur. This had happened about six months after he started his new job. Since that night he had watched through the hole in the wall almost every night masturbating over the couples that came and went during his shift.Three months ago his cousin had proudly announced that he had opened a PO Box in Miami and now could buy online and have it shipped there and then forwarded to Panama. This meant he almost never paid the shipping fee that the retailer would have charged if the items were shipped directly to Panama. Hannibal had had a brilliant idea and asked if he could have a few items sent to the PO Box which his cousin had gladly said yes to. Hannibal spent a small fortune, most of his monthly salary on a CCTV system that let him set up spy cams which then relayed their video live to his tablet. It was so much easier and nicer to lock the door to his office, put in the earbuds, and watch the sex live on the screen than standing in the hot and humid corridor with his dick in his hand. There was only one downside. The quality of the sound wasn?t the same in the earbuds as it was in real life, but he could live with that. Only on special occasions would he sneak down the corridor and actually watch through the hole.*10.30 pmThe door opened to room number 12 and a couple walked in, the girl first for that was what she was. She couldn?t be more than 16 or 17 dressed in her school uniform. The man was older, in his 50s, and locked the door behind him.?Do you like it?? he asked.She looked around the spartan room and up at the TV where a woman was sucking a man?s dick, it was muted but she knew very well what it sounded like. ?Sure, this is fine. So, how güvenilir bahis siteleri do you want to do this??The man bit his fingernail, obviously nervous, and then lit a cigarette. After blowing out the smoke he said, ?Not sure, how do you like it??The girl sighed. ?Look, Mr. Gonzales. I?m here to get a better grade in math, and you are here because you like to fuck young girls like me. It?s not that complicated.??C?mon, don?t say it like that.?She began to undress and when she pulled down her thong, Hannibal sighed and smiled. Jenny was a real slut, this was the second teacher she had brought to the hotel and Hannibal expected she would get straight As at the end of the semester.Jenny lay down naked on the bed and put her right-hand flat over her shaved pussy. Mr. Gonzales stood at the end of the bed with his pants around his ankles and his dick in his hand. Jenny slid her middle finger down her slit and inside the warmth of her pussy.?Do you like it?? she asked and giggled.?God, you are so sexy, such a pretty girl with an amazing pussy.??Well, don?t stand there, come and get some.?The man took a condom from the desk behind him and quickly rolled it over his cock and then freed himself from his shirt and stepped out of his pants. He moved up between Jenny?s legs and she spread them wider for him so he could enter her. Placing his hands on either side of her head he leaned down to kiss her.?Hey, hey, no kissing, just stick your cock in there and get it over with.?Hannibal switched to another camera mounted under the desk and from it had a clear view of the man sliding his cock inside Jenny. She gasped as he began to fuck her and willing or unwillingly she wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his body. Mr. Gonzales began to grunt and fuck the girl hard. She turned her face to the side and bit her lip before moaning. ?Mm, that feels good, you are better than Mr. Morales, the history teacher.?This seemed to motivate the man who pulled out of her and with a practiced move rolled her over on her stomach and then pulled her up into a doggy position. He rammed his cock inside her and went to town.?Yeah, I bet Mr. Morales didn?t fuck your tight pussy like I am.?Jenny put her face into the pillow and Hannibal could hear her moan loudly into it as the man pumped her faster and faster. He suddenly pulled out, pulled off the condom, and then shot his load over the young girl?s lower back and ass where it ran down to her thigh. He grunted one more time and squeezed a few more drops out of his already flaccid cock and went to the bathroom.Jenny got up and walked naked over to where she had left her purse. She picked up her phone and dialed a number.?Hey, I got him.?Hannibal sat up straighter and increased the volume on his tablet. Someone on the other end said something iddaa siteleri and Jenny answered. ?Yeah, I filmed everything on my phone. This is straight A?s for you and me, guaranteed. I will email him the video tomorrow since I don?t want to ruin his post-orgasmic bliss, just yet.?After Mr. Gonzales came out Jenny took her shower and 15 minutes later the couple left. Hannibal smiled. Crafty little bitch she was.*01.25 amAfter Jenny and her teacher had left, number 12 had one more couple but nothing out of the ordinary. Most likely a couple who had met at a bar and both had rings on their fingers and seemed pretty nervous so Hannibal figured they each had a partner at home. They fucked quickly in a missionary position and left after 30 minutes.Hannibal went to the tiny kitchen where Rosa was making Patacones and sausages for the customers in one of the rooms. ?Hey, any leftovers?? he asked.Rosa was a silent woman and used her spatula to point at a plate with chicken nuggets that stood on a table. They were still warm so Hannibal figured whoever had ordered them had left before they arrived.When he got back to the office he switched to room 24, hoping to get lucky. A few minutes later the door opened and a blond petite woman in a black cocktail dress and six-inch heels almost fell into the room followed by a large dark-skinned man. When she turned her face Hannibal spurted out, ?Holy shit, it can?t be her.?He looked closer and as the woman sat down on the edge of the bed he could see her face clearly and it was who he thought it was. Amanda Richly was a well-known TV star and socialite. Married to a banker with three kids she was the poster woman for what a well off Panamanian woman should be like. But here she was, in a push-button hotel with a man who obviously wasn?t her husband.?I can?t believe I am so lucky, Mrs. Richly,? said the man and grinned like a kid on Christmas.?Yeah, it?s your lucky day Mr. Uber driver. Now, stop chatting and take out that black cock of yours.??I?m not black.??I don?t give a shit about your color; it?s darker than my husband's, so to me it?s black. God, all I want is to a bit of slumming and I get the world?s chattiest poor man, fuck!?She was obviously drunk, and that?s why she was behaving the way she was. Hannibal knew very well that when people drank, their true selves come out. He wasn?t surprised at all at Amanda?s racist slurs. The fact that a rich woman went to bed with a poor wasn?t strange at all in Panama, in fact, a few of his friends when they were younger would service the girls in the posh schools around the city.?My name is Raul,? said the man while opening his jeans moving closer to Amanda.She almost ripped his pants and underwear down and then took his cock in her mouth and began to suck greedily and hard on it. Saliva ran down her chin and the wet sounds came over the earbuds into Hannibal?s ears. He pulled them out and then hurried down the corridors until he reached room 24. This was well worth watching live he thought as he gently pulled the plastic plug out of his peephole.