" She merely nods before ducking out from the doorway. How is he even able to talk, it's going to be at least five hours before I can even think about...forming words. And he expects me to be able to deal with a client in fifteen minutes. Yeah like that’s going to happen right now. He slowly begins to pull himself free. His cum spilling out, covering his semi-hard cock. I whimper missing the feel of him already. “You better clean me up,” He says playfully, “You know you can’t leave your master’s. It felt almost too dangerous to have sex with a stranger. But having sex with a known person was also difficult because of her impression of the people around her as a sweet and good girl.She came across Madhan read his many stories. She got convinced that he might be trustworthy. Because many of his stories felt real, not fantasy, she messaged me over the Telegram.She told me her requirement of one-time sex with no real name, no contact details, and total anonymity at a hotel. I agreed and. Not really. I've tried shopping around some in Internet chat rooms and crap. I had one that sounded real promising, but when we were going to meet and talk she never showed, never saw her online again. I mean, I'd want a woman clean that I could cum inside, don't need to love, just borrow the flesh." Hmm ... borrow the flesh ... an interesting concept ... Thank you Bob for sharing. Feel free to join us again. Well, everyone that wraps up tonight's meeting. I think it was very productive. Next. Dan got up, and offered his hand to Jen. As Jen slid off her stool, her dress seemingly inadvertently rode up high, showing everyone in the bar the lacy tops of her stockings and garter straps.With a hand on her back, Dan guided Jen out of the bar and into the hotel lobby. I knew they were going to an empty ballroom. This hotel had many, which is why we had picked it. It was hard for me not to follow, but according to our plan I waited in the bar, knowing that Jen would give me all the details.