Then Tom noticed: a lot of men and no women. Where were the women?Looking round, Tom noticed the dance floor, off in a corner. Shit! This was the wron... club. Well, it was the right club, as selected by the AIs, and no doubt had the high proportion of sponsors the computers had predicted. The problem was that the AIs hadn't registered all the relevant facts.This forced a last minute change of plan. He used his internal AI link to contact his backup team, «Eve, we have a problem. I'll have to. I began grinding on him slower, my hand tearing at his button until it finally came undone, and I pulled harder to cleave the zipper further. His pants were completely open, but unlike me, who had worn underwear that day, he hadn't. His hard cock sprang free, and I jumped back, not expecting it. "Have you ever seen another cock before?" He asked. I shook my head."Not in person" I told him."It's no big deal, you'll see a lot of them when you get to the showers in gym." He laid back, his cock,. Yeah, I knew what it was like to be rejected by those "Ipanema" types. But not today, I smiled to myself. Stepping off the elevator and into the long hallway, I walked slowly, carefully checking each room number, with yours indelibly etched in my mind.It started the minute you booked the flight. You know, the plans. All of the things we wanted to do. All of the positions. Everything we wanted to lick, suck, fuck and kiss until we would work ourselves into such a frenzied lather that. I was surprised she had made the effort to be as complete as possible because I was just using the review as an excuse to get her alone and "get into her pants" with complete privacy.She was smart enough to get the complete picture just as soon as she felt my tongue deep inside her wet and welcoming mouth and she felt my finger start to explore her happy hole with complete abandon like a miner looking for hidden treasure. I was overjoyed to discover that she was wearing no undies at all and it.