When we got inside the room and shut the door, Lydia immediately dropped to her knees and released my belt and pulled my pants and shorts down my legs...to the floor to begin giving me a blowjob and then all of a sudden burst out laughing in hysterics.I said, "My god, baby what's wrong?"I had forgotten all about the Velcro strap binding my hard cock to the inner thigh of my leg. Lydia then said in between fits of laughing,"Oh baby how could you be so cruel to the poor thing. He wants so much to. “It is my turn don’t you think?”I couldn’t reply as he dove down and started kissing my thighs. Then with one swift motion took a hold of my panties and pulled them down to my knees first. I tried to clamp my legs, but he kept them parted with one had and soon the panties were down to my ankles and off.“Henry, wha...” I tried to protest but now he pushed his hands under my shirt and starting massaging my bare breasts. I moaned in response, but what I wanted to say was “No!” He again started. A beautiful, treasured memory it will remain, unless some chance of fortune should bring us together in a place and time where we can be free from caution. And so, she sighed in resignation, I guess it’s another solo effort. I’ve certainly mastered the art of self-pleasure these last few weeks. Unfortunately, its appeal is growing as threadbare as Elfi’s clothes.As her sexual experiences accumulated — even those she’d rather forget — they rendered all but her most time-sensitive masturbatory. ‘No way, you’re way too old for me.’ I really didn’t mean to say that, but it was true. Luckily he didn’t pick up on it. ‘Good. Now we agree on that I’ll get us a room. Okay?’ ‘Oh god, yes please,’ I oozed, my words seemingly melting on my lips. My stomach churned wildly and my pussy tingled in a way I had never felt before as the elevator glided upwards. The bell clanked and the doors slid open almost silently, Theo leading me by the hand along the thickly carpeted corridor. Anyone passing.