They were sparkling like diamonds, once in a while touched by her small tongue that darted out of her mouth.That morning, I was unable to concentrate ...nymore. Even after knowing that she is married. And she has a kid too. Her parents had her marry a guy in Mumbai and she had a kid within an year of marriage. Since she had got a good job offer, she moved to Bangalore and her family still in Mumbai. She was a bit career oriented and selfish you can say. But I did not care. All I was thinking. With his fist wrapped around it there was still 4 or 5 inches sticking out. It looked like he couldn't close his fingers around it.He didn't know I was there so, very quietly I crossed the room, knelt down in front of him, stopped his hand and said "I hope you are thinking about me." When I swallowed his cock, he looked down at me, moaned, and shot a huge load of cum into my mouth. I couldn't quite take it all and some of it dribbled down my chin. I quickly hiked up my mini skirt and sat on the. All I had had all day was a couple of cups of tea. When I finished my own food, I started pinching other people’s chips. In the end there was not a scrap of food on anyone’s plates. At around a quarter to eight, we headed back to the hotel and I had a brief phone conversation with Lisa. By eight o’clock, we were all in our positions; I called down to reception and asked to speak to Mr Blackthorn. “Mr Blackthorn speaking.” “Hello.” I said. “My name is Miss Taylor. You helped me in room 312 this. The rain seemed relentless, a good day to put a real log fire on. I sat listening to the crackle of the fire and the patter of the rain, it was soothing, helping me drift off into my daydream. My name is Paul Jacobson and I am forty-three years old. I have dark blond hair and blue eyes. I am clean shaven and keep myself in good shape. I am a confirmed bachelor and live alone. I have a fair share of female companionship and have no problem giving my end away. I am old school and prefer reading a.