Tum kaho to mai room book kar leta hun?Mai: nahi bade-bhaiya mai aapke sath kaise ruk sakti hun is hotel ke manager hume pehsante hai kiya bolke hum e... kamre mai ruk sakte hai? We jante hai ki mere pati kapilhai nahi bade-bhaiya mai aapke sath nahi rukungi plsJaith ji: thik hai durling, aaj ghar mai hi hoga, kal kahi dusre five star hotel mai rukenge hoga na durling?Mai: thik hai bade-bhaiya,Aur fir hum dinner karke gharke liye car mai baith gaye, carke andar ki light bujhate huwe jaith ji ne. He looks trim, has hair with a little gray in it. He actually looks younger than the 40 year old guys in the office. I'll admit it, I got a little turned on at the thought of it. Time is a weird thing. 5:30 couldn't get here soon enough, and yet simultaneously I dreaded Mark's arrival. How fucked up is that? What's he gonna make me do? How's this going to play out? He did say he likes my rack, maybe he's into me? But he's married, but that's why he does this... fuck, my brain won't shut up! - -. Jennifer really started getting into her role, pounding like she was some guy fucking a slut in a porn movie, which any passersby might have thought had they glanced through the window. She called me a whore, pulling playfully at my hair and slapping my cheeks occasionally, telling me to beg for it. After a while though, she became bored of this position, and pulled out, ordering me to lie on my back on the floor and pushing my legs up and back until they almost reached my shoulders. Kneeling. It's really very sensitive. Let go!''You're spoiling my fun,' and she kept the torture going. 'This is the teasy bit of tie and tease.'I said nothing and I was determined not to beg. I sulked, but couldn't stop the convulsive twitching.She paused. 'You're serious?' I said nothing. 'Fine.' She let go and removed the ring and my blindfold. My penis deflated and normal sensations slowly returned. 'I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you.' She took off her tank-top and lay down beside me with her head on.