Sat at the bar and ordered, when a cute brunette sat asked if could sit in the empty chair next to me. I stood up and pulled the stool out so she coul... sit down. She said "Thank-you"Introduced myself , and asked she wanted something to drink; she replied "I'll have a beer. Thank-you"She introduced herself "I'm Mary it has been a long drive for me coming from Boston" I replied "It was a long drive for me to snow all the way up" Ordered another couple beers. Asked if she wanted half of my. She was taking a deep breath and suddenly she left my hand and told me to follow her.We came out of the pool and we were on the way to her room. She was running fast and I was following her. Then I entered the room and I knew what she wanted. I locked the door and started kissing her from behind.She was sweating and we both were already wet due to the pool water. Then I turned her and we had a smooch and a french kiss for a while. Then I caught off her saree and removed it. And I got her naked. Sarah jerked away again, punctuated this time with a straight-from-the-gut cry of animal desire as she fought to control the anguished pangs of drug-induced passion deep inside her."Don't... please don't," she managed, her voice not much above a whisper. She knew her plea was hollow, meaningless, merely an echo of what she thought was morally right, not what her body wanted and needed. Her eyes watched in eagerness as his young head bobbed up and down between her wide-spread thighs, his tongue. The floors were covered in an inch of dust, without a trace of footsteps in what seemed months. I suddenly became very leery of the old shop, quickly regretting the decision of stopping, until I looked to the counter and noticed someone standing there, watching me as I looked around the place with disgust. What’s up? I was taken aback by the sight of the beautiful blonde working behind the counter. She was way out of place, having dressed nicer than someone working in the dusty shop should be..