Meera and self waited till 10 in the night but couldn’t manage another seat. Then meera said “ bhaiya ji challo hum dono ek hi seat par adjust ho ...ar soo jata hai.” I also agreed to it and we climbed on to the upper birth. As we lay side by side I could feel the heat of her body and immediately my laura stood up. We talked for some time and then meera turned her face other side and went to sleep. I just couldn’t sleep as my prick was aching to feel meera’s hot cunt. After about half an hour I. When it is us, clothes don't matter.Clothes are just there to make ourselves presentable to other people.Even our bodies don't matter; they're just a shell to house our souls.We are what we are inside. If you love me and I mean truly andpassionately love me, then you love my soul."Wow; where did that come from? The more I thought about it the more Irealised it was true. I loved Helen for what she was about, what shethought and how she interacted with me. It was beyond what she wore orhow. She added that he had an impressive size and she thought he could tear her up with that monster black cock…She asked me if I would agree to let Aaron fuck her in the ass.I said it was fine for me, but only just if he was careful enough…We arrived back at the hotel. Ana locked up inside the bathroom and some minutes later came out. She was wearing only a black silk nightgown, very sexy indeed and just a pair of high heels. She showed me her cunt, already moist, her soft pussy lips a little bit. Once I had him lined up at my opening, I felt him arch his hips slightly and the head passed into me about an inch. It was too big, it hurt too much. I had to have him stop, and remain still. I was panting, trying to adjust to his girth as I felt the thick ridge of glans wedge just past the outer ring of my opening." I was trying to convince myself that I could do this, that I could get at least part of his cock inside me, if not all of it. Then I caught our reflection in the large mirror over.