My heart begins to turn to stone as I sink down to sit on the hallway floor outside His door. An hour passes with no sign of Him. I resign myself to t...e fact that He has changed His mind about me. I want so badly to cry, but hold it in as I make my way slowly back downstairs. I am nearly to the lobby doors when an announcement comes over the speakers, “Taylor. Please report to the hotel bar.” I freeze in my tracks. Did I really just hear that? It’s Him! He’s the only one who knows I’m. Mai uske pass gaya or usse apni baahoo mai le liya vo pehle he garam ho chuki thi Usne kaha chalo bedrum mai chalte h or hum bed pe letkar kiss karne lage Usne mera towel hata diya main uske samne nude tha mera lund vo apne haato se sehlane lagior ekdum se muh mai lekar chusne lagi vo puri chudakad rand lag rahi thi mai to jannat ki sair kar raha tha Thodi der baad mai uske muh mai he jhad gaya or vo mera sara pani pe gai.Fir mai uski saari utar di or uske boobs ko dabane laga fir ek ek karke. ’ Sam reached down and cupped her bottom. ‘Let me scratch your itch another way,’ he said, pulling, until her knees rested under his arms, and her pink sex spread open. He slid under. Their eyes met, as his tongue slipped in. Her eyes closed on contact. The tang of her juice exploded on his taste buds, as he licked and flicked everything except her panic button. He gripped her hips to prevent being smothered in passion. She whispered, “Sam, I’ve dreamed of this. But I never dreamed it would. Does she really want me to watch? She smiled at me last night, she knows I'm here, and she's at her window, for me.She must know what she's doing. Lifting that short hem as I will it higher and higher, exposing her beauty to me. She's utterly gorgeous. If I weren't straight, I'd be in serious lust. My eyes hurt from how hard I'm pressing into the lenses.I watch her fingers stroke her belly, touch where I want to feel, kiss, smell, lick, and tease gently. (Or would if I fancied her.)Oh no, she's.