His heart sank and his knees trembled when he again noticed the unabated thrust in his pants. What could he do with it? She’d be furious if he didn�...�t present himself right. He heard a key turn in the front door lock. ‘Poppy, are you awake?’ ‘Yes, Mrs Boroclough, I’m in the kitchen.’ ‘Where’s my Horlicks?’ He dashed back to the stove and stuck his finger in the milk to test its temperature. It was still tepid. ‘Erm, I’m just pouring it, Mrs Boroclough.’ A lie like that wouldn’t hold her off for. In the past they had been roommates together in college and now, a few years later, they were still living together here in the big city in a dumpy and painfully small one bedroom apartment that, between both of their jobs, they could just barely afford. There was little to no privacy here under the best of circumstances and they even had to share the single small bed in their only bedroom. Marcie actually preferred to sleep nude and Rachael was a nearly shameless exhibitionist, but they both. Just when I thought I was going to shoot my special Christmas cheer down her throat, she pulled my cock out and laid it on the side of her head. Seeing my massive cock next to her small, delicate face was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen, more that all the Christmas trees in the world couldn’t compare to the beauty of the vision before me. “I don’t want you to come now,” she said. Then she released my cock and lay on her back and spread her legs. “Come Commander, come taste what sweet. She went to the bathroom and came out in few minutes.I couldn’t believe my eyes.For a flash of second I felt S***y Le**e is standing in front of me,the same look,appearance and chubbiness.She did some basic makeup and we headed for the hotel.I was already informed by Rajiv to directly head to Room-316 so did we.My heartbeat was doubled while pressing the bell and the door was opened by Rajiv. He welcomed us in and asked her how is she feeling.She just smiled with a hard effort.It was a Suite.