I was kissing her apple-red cheeks, her eyes, and forehead and licking her lobes. My hands were cupping her breasts and squeezing her round ass over h...r garments. The venture of my eager fingers made her horny and her breathing got heavier and uncontrollable. She was floating in the ocean of joy and ecstasy. I wanted to see her in her birth dress to feel her naked flash by my finger and thirsty tongue. I removed her saree and now she was standing in front of me in her petticoat & blouse through. Suit coat opened. He did have a gut. That did not matter. He seemed confident and powerful. That did not matter either. He was the first man. Connie laughed and gave what would have been not long ago an unimaginable response. ?I could be completely rather quickly.? ?Can I buy you another drink?? ?Are you staying at the hotel?? ?Yes.? ?Then why waste time? Let’s go to your room.? The big man looked down at her, let his eyes wander leisurely,. He felt the underwire of her bra and swell of her petite breasts through the fabrics of his trousers and her cotton blouse as they rested on the side of his leg. Her kilt rode up and exposed her ass with two red raised welts criss-crossing on either side of her white cotton briefs.Gingerly, he ran his palm over the smooth skin, feeling the raised welts she had suffered from the ruler. His other hand lightly grasped the back of her neck, keeping her supine over his knees while he continued to. I tentatively resumed my masturbation, watching her as she watched me. “Mmm, that’s right, baby. That’s a good boy. Did you miss me?” I could only nod as I jerked off at a slow pace. “I was gone three whole days, baby. Are your balls nice and full, or did you jerk that fat cock every day while I was gone?” I shook my head mutely, too surprised and aroused by the situation to find my voice – or to lie. “You sure, baby? It looks like you love the way those lacy panties.