Now it was the turn of her long skirt. My cock was already hard and with Neha movement it was getting more turned on. Neha was lying on her back. She ...eld the skirt with her hands and pulled it down towards her legs. The skirt met the same fate like her top, which was also thrown away. A gorgeous looking girl who could kill by her looks was now lying naked in front of me. It’s impossible to tell about the condition of my cock. Neha had revealed her whole naked body to me (unknowingly). Her. Em poured herself a longish whisky over ice and checked her watch. It was ten o’clock. She sat in the comfy armchair beside the second house phone in the suite’s living area. She made two calls. The second one was to Ambrose. He was always around in the late evening and anyway expected her to call. He was working at home (no surprise there) and they chatted briefly. They cooed goodnights when Em told him she was tired and was going to bed. Ambrose told her she sounded super-sexy on the phone. He hit me again. Not quite as hard, but still I reflexed away fromthe source of the assault.We repeated this for 10 or 15 more blows. After a few, he began to talk,quite softly, but firmly."Get back out here sooner. I like that you're working on it, but I wantyou back sooner. And farther. Try and get back all the way BEFORE I hityou again. My pace will remain steady -- you have to be faster. Good.It's getting better."Then there was a HARD one."Uh-oh. You slowed down again." He began to raise. In this particular trip, we had some time to kill having arrived on-site too late to see the customer, but early enough to catch a movie and a bite during the evening. We met at the hotel lobby to drive to a local mall, and she promptly placed her hand in my front pocket and left her panties in there! While I was driving, she put on the usual show, bunching up her denim skirt and spreading her legs, pulling her boobs out of her halter top and bra, and placing my hand in her soaking wet pussy,.