-“You are a dirty little girl, aren’t you. Wetting my couch with your cunt juice.” Now sit back down and put your hand between your legs. Descri...e what you feel.”“It, am, it is moist…”-“What is? Be more descriptive”“My vagina” I said shyly….-“Start rubbing it, smear those juices all over those puffy folds. Ohh, I can smell you from here.”I just looked down and continued rubbing. I hated it but I couldn’t help notice how wet it was and how it got even more so by the minute. My breathing. Amidst the conversation taking place, the waiter came to take our order. Our eyes caught each other’s immediate gaze. His beautiful brown eyes long curly locks of hair and casual smile.“What can I get you?” He said looking softly into my eyes. “Just a cold soda with ice, thanks” I replied as I gazed down to his blue polo shirt. The top buttons undone, with the soft curly hairs on his chest just peaking out. The rest of the group were rather tired and decided to retire to their rooms. I. Half parts of the boobs were popping outside.When i was about to go home i got a call from the lady to come to her room. I saw d guest in the room my penis got erected. I think she noticed the thing. She asked about the places to be visited in Mumbai. I suggested some. She asked if i can accompany her for which i was mind struck. Since i had 2 days off i told i would come but i cannot meet her near to the hotel campus. We went to gateway of India , Nariman point , and some other places that day. She asked, her hand slowly stroking my dick, "Would you like a reward, Baby?" Yes," I moaned."Do you want to fuck Martin?" What?" I answered, surprised by the blunt question."You know Martin is gay?" I assumed as much." He won't take money for his services but he will expect you to pleasure him," Flame explained casually like she was discussing the weather.I was stunned, yet really it wasn't much different than fucking Flame last night. The only difference was the outside packaging. I.