“I should have asked earlier.”Dave chuckled, “You and the Cedar River. Everything special and nothing special. It’s supposed to be a beautiful...small city. I just wanted to ride through it for no particular reason. It’s part of my forty-eight-state tour.”The two were soon underway. The GPS on Dave’s phone led him right to the Marriott TownePlace Suites, where they’d made a reservation. Unlike in Chicago, the parking was in the open behind the motel, but getting things to their room was easy. By. Sometimes, she was coming in after midnight too tired to do anything but crash, and was reluctant to wake when I got up which I needed to do.Don't get the wrong idea. I never even suspected another man was involved – there wasn't – and there was never any indication of such anyway. But I did recall what my father, a hard scientist himself, had said. I'm sure there are guys out there who will be thinking I'm a pussy for the way I dealt with the situation, but I am who ... and how ... I am, and I. One day, we were sittingin the living room, and she jokingly asked if I would like to try on apretty skirt to go with the face she had created. I was by now waxed intoa feminine arch and had pretty blonde hair. I did look pretty and toldher to go for it.She produced an electric razor from nowhere and began removing the hairoff my legs. Once that was done, I went to the tub and was given theshaving of my life! All hints of maleness were gone; and she went for theunderarms as well. I cannot. Sharma sir also started to fuck me in the mouth by short quick up and down movements. Slowly my cunt muscles eased up and I was enjoying the rubbing of cunt walls with Ashok sir’s cock. Now, Ashok sir increased pace and started to pound me harder and harder and finally, clutched my buttocks and splashed his cum in my cunt.As he took out his limp dick I wanted to get up but Sharma sir took out his cock from my mouth and started fucking my cunt. My cunt was very wet with Ashok sir’s cum and my.