I rubbed her left breast gently and then gave it a little squeeze. I rubbed my thumb around her nipple in a circular motion. I dropped to my knees. I ...eaned in and swirled my tongue around her right nipple. It tasted salty from her sweat and I could feel her nipple stiffen up as my tongue danced around its firm edge.My cock was so hard that it was throbbing in anticipation. I was only getting started with her. I had the momentum. And, best of all, I had my confidence.I rose back up to my feet. Omar had her car valet parked at the Courtyard Marriot, not expecting toneed to drive around very much as the hotel was situated in the heart ofthe town with restaurants, shops, clubs and bars within walkingdistance. The town had the feel of a modern midwestern town, clean,bustling, but at the same time with a down to earth feel to it. Omarfound herself feeling at ease immediately and not just because she wasnot under the yoke of Hassan either. The people, from the valet to thebellhop to the. On one particular night she was dancing with a really good looking hunk (married to a friend of ours who was out of town at the time) and the band went to a slow number and she seemed to melt into her dancing partner. On the way home, I casually inquired about the interaction and she, in a very conservative manner, suggested that she could actually feel his erection and that he felt to be quite well endowed...all the while she was assuring me that I was big enough...I was already hard thinking. She gasped and turned to me. I simply replied, "Surprise.". Harold was a late-thirties, wiry, a descent looking middle class white-bread married man and father with two grade school ages boys and a thick eight inch cock. Barbara was so surprised that she didn't know what to do first. I told her, "well, he's still dressed, so help the man out of his clothes and then do what comes naturally. I wrapped a towel around my waist, took a seat and simply watched for the first thirty minutes. Barbara.