I could not think or do anything except doing her. I held her hand and took her to the bedroom and locked the door. I pushed her on the bed and she sp...ang back and sat on it.She again shouted, “Ok, we will do it but I don’t want it like this, just stop. Ha, aaah please.”She put her hand on my dick and started rubbing on it. That moment I gave all my control to her. She silenced me putting her finger on my lips. She said, “See,I am a woman who is getting naughty in my 40s. Don’t you ever tell. There was a hole that would allow easy access to my cunt and ass, as well as leave my clit exposed to abuse. We even mounted a counter, so we could keep track of how many times I was used.Inside the box there was clamps that would hold my out labia spread wide so to leave my clit well exposed to the user. My ass cheeks would also be spread wide. The box was made of clear plexiglass over and around my torso, so everyone could see how much cum covered me. Even though my arms would be in the box,. We kissed tenderly and passionately. We slowly undressed each other, lingering over every square inch of skin. I learned about her body, where she was sensitive and where she was ticklish. She learned about mine, where she could touch me that would make me moan with delight. I learned what ‘foreplay’ means, we must have caressed and kissed and stroked each other for 2 hours before she climbed on top and lowered herself onto me. And it was electric. Magical. Looking into her eyes as she slowly. Plus his gorgeous 8” cock, uncircumcised (pity, I like them cut) and thick enough to make my toes curl every time he slid it deep inside me.Anyway back to the story... We paid off the taxi driver and entered the booking hall; it was bedlam, people rushing hither and thither, a seething mass of humanity. We checked in to the ticket office and were ushered into the business class lounge, Carl drifted off to pick up a copy of the FT, to check his investments while I bought a bottle of water and.