After dinner we got some ice cream and then we were just strolling in the city showing her the dead night life of Jaipur and trying to give her a good...company.Time 11:50 pm she was like let’s get back to the hotel and have coffee there and that gave me a real broad smile and just pinned my luck with some lust and desire. We got back to the hotel and got in the coffee shop opened 24 hrs sipping in talking here and there and things and suddenly she told me let hit the room and be crazier with. She fancied that she could make out shapes in the shadowy stream, that the smoke seemed to take on a vision of fire, trapped in time and a shadow of itself, moving slowly upwards in a billowing movement. Captivated by the grace of the stream and its scent, Rosa stretched her arm out to play her fingers against the stream of smell and smoke, as though she were playing in a stream of rippling water. It surely felt like water. On retracting her arm again, to her mild surprise, the stream of smoke. It feels never-ending. Like the first kiss I ever had, I’m drunk from it, but unlike that kiss, which felt good because of the promise of what it would lead to next, this one feels different. This kiss feels like sex itself.When we finally come up for air, we don’t lose a second. We tear at each other’s clothes; he loses a button and I hear the seams of my t-shirt ripping.“What about you, huh? He murmurs, “You scared of what I’m going to do to you now?”I can’t speak, I don’t trust my voice,. "Oh man," was all he could say. Up and down she went, deep throating him. She varied the pressure of her lips from barely touching to almost vise-like. She could taste his precum when she paused to suck on the head and circle it with her tongue."Keep that up and I'm going to explode!" Bill gasped.Bridget took the hint and sat up, removing her mouth from his tortured tool. Back in the movie Bridget was sitting on the park bench waiting for Jim the Jogger. Bridget was a little anxious that Bill.