I looked down at them fucking like crazy; Paulo driving hard and fast into her with Sue clinging to him crying out in ecstasy. I wasn’t certain just...how many times he had fucked her since our arrival the day before but I had heard her cries of passion twice the previous afternoon and at least three times during the night. He was obviously quite a virile man for his age and she was getting his best. I knew that his best was far more satisfying than mine. I had never made her cry out the way that. God, she was tight. I could only wait a few seconds before I had to continue to push. She finally let out a loud groan that was definitely euphoria. I still stopped though again to allow her time to adjust. Her bowels were enveloping my shaft like a velvet vise. I had read that description somewhere and it fit. So I pushed harder and soon was all the way in.I looked at her and said, "So tight, so warm. I'm surprise it is after Allen got done."I meant it more then half jokingly but she still got. I was working too hard, I was getting stressed with these high powered client meetings. Is Seema’s fine beauty and hot body my bliss?She invited me for a walk in the parking lot of the hotel, said she takes a walk there every day after dinner, I changed into a t-shirt and shorts it wasn’t hot. We walked for about 15 minutes, she was talking on different topics, but I was just looking at her wondering if I can enjoy her, looking at her curves, sometimes I would slow down to look at her shapely. My face reddened as she brushed behind me with her little old lady shopping cart pulled behind her.I had replayed that moment in the movie theater time after time that spring and for years afterward. Our intimate moments came and went in a blinding flash without a single return to reminisce later in life. I always wondered what happened to the girl that had produced my first orgasm at the hand of another. Following graduation I went to the military and when I returned she seemed to have.