One is from a familiar fan. It reads, "I'm going to give you a fucking you'll never forget. By the way, you owe me a back massage." I laugh, partially...because I know it won't happen, and partially because I know there's a bit of me that wishes it would. I reply back, "No back massage unless you do me first," allowing the double entendre to play in his mind. I send the message, and then I take my computer off my bed. I'm suddenly exhausted, unable to keep my weary eyes open any longer. Snuggling. The front doors were the usual tempered glass that the fire code required, so that it was easy to see through them. There was some sort of entertainment that had been held in the shelter two days before, and there was a silhouette of a man still leaning against the wall. It dawned on me that we could make good use of that as a decoy. We stood it up so that it was readily visible through the transparent doors and even set up a light behind it to make the effect more noticeable.As soon as we had. He had got me sexy black lingerie with thin straps. The panty was so skimpy that it barely covered my ass. By then the alcohol effect had reduced. When I came back in the room he had candle lit the surrounding and was setting up the camera.“What’s the camera for?”, I asked.“You want to be fucked like a porn star, then you need to be in front of the camera.” He said. I didn’t mind the camera.The lingerie was really good looking but not comfortable, the bra was so tight that my bust was pressed. By 10:00 am we reached in room of hotel. we switched on the AC and i removed my shirt and jeans. she went to the bathroom to take the wash. after taking wash she changed her dress to tight white short instead of jeans. my eyes were stared on her milky thighs and my penis started erect. she came near to me and was sit on my lap. as well started loving my masculine body with full of lust. lust is clearly visible in her eyes. she started kissing my lips chest also hold her very tight in my arms. i.