We entered the hotel and the receptionist asked her to remove the Dupatta. We gave our ID Cards and took the keys, I paid for the room with my Credit ...ard. We got into the room. It was a good one. We shut the door and had a long kiss. The room service boy knocked and asked if we need anything. I had bought a pack of condoms while going from Minaal to MP Nagar. The waiter went off. We shut the door again, hugged each other tightly. I slid my hand under her panty and touched her pussy, it was. Maa mujhpar chillayi ki ye bhi koi umar he bistar gila karneka?Us din raat ko mene unki doodh ke glass me over dose mila diya tha. Or mera bistar kharab hone ke kaaran mujhe maa ke saath sona tha.Maa raat ko night gown me soti he or me sirf shorts me unke bedroom me gaya bina underware dale. Vo sex excitement se pagal ho rahi thi or mujhe bina shirt ke dekh kar unka chehra ajeeb ban raha tha.Mene goodnight keh kar maa ke gaal par kiss kiya or turant annkhe band karke so gaya. Light off ho gayi. I kissed Adam, and got out of the bed. I started looking for something all over the room. “What are you doing?” Adam asked. “Looking for a rope or something like that,” I replied. “What?” Adam got shocked a little. “Wait I think I have something,” I said, and took out a scarf from my bag. I came back to the bed and asked Adam to lay down comfortably in the center of the bed. “Jennifer, what are you doing?” Adam asked. “Fulfilling your dream,” I said. I grabbed Adams’ both hands, and tied them. “Touch me,” she groaned. “Massage my pussy.”I smiled at her. My fingers caressed across her pussy lips, just brushing her petals and nudging her clit. Her hips bucked on the bed. She let out a frustrated moan as I worked down her left thigh, moving farther and farther away from her pussy.“No! Massage my cunt! I need it!”I winked at her. “Pussy massages come last. I'll start with massaging your outer folds, working out all the stress, then I'll move deeper.”“Please, my legs are fine.”I smiled at.