So with minimal movement, I unzipped my trousers and allowed my now fully rigid cock to escape. As soon as I did, her hand circled to and she began to...gently stroke it. I slowly slid my hand under her skirt where I began to gently rub the crotch of her very wet panties.I had been without a lover for quite a while and it didn't take long before I was ready to shoot my load. I told her so as I reached for the cocktail napkin. She stopped me from sliding it under the tablecloth."That will be too. We met at our lobby bar for drinks and got to know each other. A lot of people crowded the bar and I don't know how obvious it looked, but we were really enjoying getting to know each other and he could've been an old friend. After a few drinks she excused herself to the restroom and he and I chatted. I asked "What do you think?" He admitted he was super nervous and wasn't sure he could go through with it on his end, and b/c he didn't want to jeopardize our own relationship. I told him how much. Now, you're standinghere in a pair of frilly panties and my dick's thinking, why should itsettle for me stroking it off when an obviously willing sissy's righthere. What do you think we could do about that?"Peter stood transfixed and said nothing. The attendant stepped closer.His athletic shorts were tented out in front, doing nothing to concealhis hard cock."Pull them down, sissy," the attendant said. "Pull down my shorts andrelease my cock." Peter looked down and watched as his hands. Wo meri or badhi aur fir usne apne kampate aur jalate honth mere honthon par rakh diye.Jaise koi gulaab ki pankhudiya hon rash se labaalab bhari hui. Main to mast hua unhe choosane laga. Usne mujhe baahon me bhar liya. Wo to mujhe aise choomati ja rahi thi jaise kitane hi janmo ki pyaasi ho “oh mere premdev, mere shahjaade, mere man mayur tum kahaan the itane din” ab mere hairaan hone ki baari thi. Ye shabd to… mikki ya nisha ke the. He bhagwaan ye kya maamala hai ? Wohi aawaaj wohi haavbhaav.