Most students are probably in their rooms or in town partying. Stephan doesn't mind though, he's not the type for crowds anyway and this way it should...be easier to follow the signs to the dorm rooms. 4th floor, room 4.69.He should've taken the lift. A bit exhausted he reaches the target floor. Immediately he notices weird souncs coming from further down the corridor. Rhythmic bumps, a muffled voice? Two voices? It's really hard to tell... With one heavy bag of luggage in each hand he hurries. Katie blinked. The fantasy faded as she fastened her watch. “Damn, I’m late,” she muttered, and picking up her bible and handbag, strode to the door but the phone rang just as she reached it and she sighed. Why couldn’t she just let the phone ring out? Why did she have to pick it up? Her hand hovered over the phone, fighting the urge to walk out the door and let it go through to the answering machine, a moment later she picked it up and stared blankly at the poster on the wall. Let. Passports start to look a little suspicious when they start showing too many stops at odd places. Strangely, there were a lot of tourists still roaming the street markets and shops and I realized that the off-season was becoming the in-season.The little restaurant near the hotel was a lot more crowded than expected for this time of year and there was a group of English-speaking tourists and expatriates testing their wine consumption skills behind me that tried to out-shout each other just to be. I said “bohut maza aya”. Then we both rested for a while and then I slowly started massaging her tits again and slowly came down & inserted my hand in her panty. She moaned and closed her eyes in pleasure. Then I started to drag her panty down, she helped me by lifting her waist. Now her cleanly shaved pussy was clearly visible. I rolled my palms from Her thighs upto her pussy and started massage her pussy lips. She started to moan loudly…aaaaaaahhhhhh. “Aur karo, aur karo na rahul, my husband.