I tried a town centre pub and felt as if I was the oldest there by a couple of generations. Looking in at the other pubs they all seemed to be full of...c***dren who were too young to be drinking.In despair I returned to the hotel and watched the television. The few available channels were boring. I tried reading a book. I couldn't concentrate. I went down to the lobby, collected some tourist leaflets to see whether I could go somewhere before my two o'clock appointment. Sitting on my hotel bed I. She was wearing a small black thong and I eased the thin strand of material away from the crack of her arse and ran my tongue down her arse towards her arsehole.My wife Kath loves having her arse licked and rimmed, so this wasn't new to me. I just pressed my tongue against her for a minute or so and just lapped up and down, making her wet with my saliva. I then pushed the tip of my tongue into her and she let out a little gasp of delight. I pushed some more and started to tongue fuck her tight. He then licked her saliva giving her deep kiss he now caught hold of Rittu and forcing bought her to back seat he also unzipped his pant and gave his huge cock in Rittu hands and my Rittu was shocked to have such a huge cock in her hands.Amit was now abusing Rittu as a whore while Rittu was also drunk at that time. I stopped the car and told Amit that this is getting dangerous and we are on the roadside. Amit told me that he wanted to fuck Rittu now. I told Amit that i have better plan that to. You’re so beautiful! P ... Please don’t tickle me ... I ... I ... I’ve had enough.” I stammered between deep breaths.“You know, you deserve to be tickled,” she said like a mother talking down to her child. “Don’t you agree?”I looked back and forth between Ms. Connor and Tonya. I looked them up and down as I huffed and puffed my reply.“I ... I ... Can’t ... Please ... I ... I just ... Y ... Y ... Yes ... I do ... I deserve to be tickled...” I admitted. “But ... Huuut ... Huuut ... Haaa haaa.