The refrigerator seemed regular size.While the bedroom seemed tight, he reminded himself that he was used to a large room with not one, but two, doubl...-width king-size beds in it, and still there was dance room. It, too, was a pop-out design. He was impressed how every little niche and corner had some aspect of storage in it. The designers had also outdone themselves in the RV’s bathroom. It was not the ‘hold-your-elbows-in’ shower space he expected, but a regular shower that could romantically. She unbuttons them, unzips them and slides them off his body. To her surprise he isn’t wearing boxers. She can feel herself get wetter as she reaches out and wraps her hand around it. It feels so hard and big, throbbing in her hand. She stares up at him as she runs her tongue very slowly around the head and slides it into her warm mouth. He closes his eyes and sighs. It feels so good to have her mouth on his aching cock. She licks the head in slow circles again, then slides most of the shaft. Mistress stops her ass-bouncing and purrs loudly as she feels the cum fill her up. She looks at me sweetly and asks, “Satisfied?” I nod emphatically and try to say thank you, but she doesn’t even hear me. In one motion, she deftly raises her ass from my pelvis and places it back on my face again. “Well, I’m not!” she says as she bursts into laughter.As always, I relish the privilege of servicing Mistress and lick and suck as if my life depended on it. “You lucky slave, you even got creampie for. My shyness started to melt off and soon we were exchanging our lips- passionately and crazily!I pulled him over me and we were in each others’ arms, still dressed. We kissed. He kissed my neck, my ears. I was simply enjoying the warm touch of his lips all over my neck. My hands were caressing his hair.“Akshat I love you so much”, I said as I gasped for breath.The dam of patience was broken by this time. He removed his T- Shirt and started undressing me. My saree and the rest of my clothes.