I felt a stab when I saw the three letters I'd sent her from jail. She hadn't even opened them! I wondered why she'd even bothered to keep them. Even ...nowing it had been her fault I'd been convicted I was still in love with her at first.The sight of my unopened letters confirmed my intentions. I pocketed the dusty letters. It wouldn't do for them to be discovered in the next few days. As I turned to leave the room my eye fell on a pair of her panties next to the laundry basket. I couldn't. Two minutes silence in room later I asked her why she has done like that and she said she is not interested, by hearing that I was upset and by seeing my dull face she said she will give what ever I want on trip, not today, by hearing that I was very happy and we kissed again and the day end.On trip day we caught our train and we reached our spot at morning 7am, as we booked the room already, we got the room. Once we entered the room I locked the room and jumped on her. Without wasting the time. She was getting mad with my moves. It was my first time too doing such crazy things…I then went straight to pussy lips and placed my tongue in between. It smelled so good. I tongue fingered and she started shouting on my moves.“Mmm ahhh ahhhh” Clean it properly!!! Hmm……It went on for 10 mins and my complete face was between her legs to which she was holding tight and she never wanted my face to come out. As she was enjoying my moves. She was too hot and was going wild.She pushed me with a force. Where are you?" He said."I'm leaving the hotel and I'm walking home." I replied."Can you meet me at the coffee house across the street? My car's the black Lexus GX is parked in the front." He said.So I hung up my cell phone, put it in my purse, crossed the street, and went inside the coffee house. There, I met my mystery caller. He was tall, dark, handsome, in his early 20s, and muscular. He had short, jet black hair and chocolate brown eyes. He looked like a walking, talking Ralph Lauren.