The hotel room was clean if not luxurious. The air, almost cool inside,still hinted at the lingering heat of a long Midwestern summer outside.Heat fro... the windows seemed to press against exposed skin, all thewarmer for the erratic drafts from the air conditioning. The cheapperfume he had given her added to the heat, he liked her to wear a lot.His male-animal scent reminded her of other quick assignations, makinglove in the back seat of limos, in the offices of liquor warehouses, ina storeroom. ....how do I, errrr....}Sensing my difficulty she reaches down and handles my stiffness between our bodies, she guides it to her love-nest, holding it in position, rubs it up and down her pussy lips then in one movement she launches herself towards me, letting out a faint cry as I feel the tip of my penis enter her. With her hand still in its position she continues raising her hips off the bed until she has reached half way up my shaft and starts humping herself on me. She then moves out from. “Channa, it’s hurting me now,” Kareema finally said. The meds were wearing out, but she wanted to finish this.Channa didn’t keep hurting her. He changed to her other boob and started sucking it too, just as vigorously.“Aah,” Kareema moaned all the way.After a while, Amith started sucking her clitoris. This was too much for her. It was weakening her legs.“Oh god no,” Kareema said, trying to pull her legs together. Amith responded by pulling them apart, keeping them still, and sucking her. Later it was time for us to leave. I wanted to go by lift since we were in 4th floor. But she said we will walk on stairs. I understood her intention and agreed to walk. As soon we entered the stairs she said you didn’t do anything and I was being good. I immediately kissed on her cheeks she smiled and as walked down.I pressed her ass hard. She pushed me and said to be gentle. As we walked down. I pressed her boobs hard she tried to run away. I held her pant and slid my hand to press her ass.