Gabby had considered it having sex because she had an orgasm. There had been no naked bodies moving against each other.“Who does she go to when she ...as a problem?” asked Oscar.“You,” answered Abby to the agreement of everyone around the table. Everyone went to Oscar when they had a problem.“I meant besides me,” said Oscar waving off her answer with a negligent hand. His roommates shared a look and exchanged winks knowing that he had not even considered himself as an answer to that. My cock grew even harder. The bathroom door opened and I felt a hand on my cock. I reached over and turned on the light as I wanted to see my cock sliding in and out of moms pussy. It was not mom, but the lady who was at the front desk when we checked in. I middle aged Hispanic woman, she was naked and in one hand she had a condom. She was slightly chubby, nice dark haired bush and okay boobs. She was trying to put the condom on me but could not get it. I took the condom and threw it across. ” “Sorry about what?” His face filled with confuse. “For hurting you.” He said as he lightly rubbed my cheek next to the bandage. “Don’t worry about it.” I turned back to the window. “How can I not worry about it, I got so carried away in back there that I didn’t watch what I was doing.” “I said don’t worry about it.” I hoped he would just leave it alone but he wouldn’t. “Well you seem mad and if I was you I would too I just want to…” I snapped my head toward him. “Don’t. If I want an apology. " I don't have a patent on any of this, Anatoly. I just make it up as I go along." Listen, Freddie, this is just like you and it's right across the border from Kushtia. We agreed you could play there. We even thought you might come to us for some product to ship there. Now we find you're sourcing your own in our back garden. That's pissing on my patch, Freddie. Pissing on my patch." Anatoly, I give you my word. This is not a Clegg operation. There are no Clegg Enterprises people in Russia..