I got up from the bed, pulling her to her feet as well. Then I spun her around so her back was to me and took hold of the zipper of her dress. I began...slowly sliding the zipper down, kissing along her spine as the dress parted for me. With each kiss, her moans got louder the further down I went. When her zipper reached the end of its run just above the flare of her ass, I stood back up slipping the straps off her soft, smooth, shoulders. Out of modesty or maybe just because she had been. ‘I don’t know what to say, Tom. That was… pretty bad. I’m sorry.’ Adjusting the camera angle, Tom said, ‘Sorry for what? You didn’t do anything to me.’ He smiled and winked. ‘But I’ll have to change the straw in the stall, later.’ She blushed and shifted her weight a few times, apparently unsure of what to say next. Then decided to change the subject. ‘What are you doing?’ ‘I bought a camera today. I think the motel should have a website.’ ‘That’s a great idea!’ ‘Does business pick up during. Ridhima got up with a jerk and hugged Naveen tightly. She was so happy and wanted to shower all her love on him.Naveen, too hugged her and picked her up. He put off the tap and reached for the soap. He started applying soap on her body, starting from her face and neck. He took extra care to put soap on her boobs and nipples. Then he went to her navel and stomach, covering them with a thick layer of foam.Then came her pussy, which was still wet with their juices. He carefully applied soap on her. They conducted their conversation in soft urgent whispers, fingers wandering.And now he was leaving.He'd quit the street life, though sometimes old clients still waylaid him on the street. He shrugged them off, though to some he was downright rude. He had the rumours circled that Chilito was no longer on the market, for anything. His rent friends teased him for getting a sugar daddy, but Darren praised him for getting out of the game. Get out alive, he'd said, that's the trick to it. Go on,.