" Well....I guess she came in to return my magazine and...well...hell I guess she got carried away." I said with a nervous shrug."I doubt that she got...carried away. Women don't just go into a man's room naked and get 'carried away'." Amanda said. "Well, I was naked." I said almost defensively."Of course you were. We know you sleep naked more times than not." She said with a laugh in her voice. "Don't you think we notice when you walk to the bathroom with just a towel on?" Well, I guess. I never. I opened my luggage to find my faithful dildo which I’d named Raj. He accompanies me all time, stays hard and ejaculates when I need to feel his cum. I had got into bed and started chatting online with my Indian lover when I heard a gentle knock at the door. Feeling aroused, I hurriedly looked for a short robe which exposed my thighs. I opened the door. It was Bob. A client had called him about some files which I had in my bag. I let him in and he started looking for the files he wanted. As Bob. She removed her jacket and I got rid off my t-shirt. She was just standing in front of me in her bra. I took a moment to embrace her beauty which made her shy and she hugged me.We again started kissing, licking and biting each other oh I forgot to mention, she was really good at giving love bites ;)Soon I removed her bra and continued pinching and biting her nipples. It made her super hot and she got really wild. She pushed me on the bed and started undoing my jeans and boxers. My gun was ready. A line of gold rings shone out from either side of her pussy. The rings were perfectly spaced and graduating from very small ones at the top to the larger ones further down. There was a look of pride in Betty now. Mary knew how she felt. Just like with her tattoo, the pain had been forgotten in the admiration for the finished work.“I’m going to keep them all in,” said Betty, “so that they will remind me of today. I’m sorry that I complained.” Turning to Linda, she said, “Thanks for doing a good.