He was a man of Indian decent, polite and courteous, as they are, but strangely lacking in the understanding of strong and single mindedness of white ...uropean women.I took the glass from him, and repeated challengingly to him, 'Go on take some, we dont mind', and again he declined.'Married man are you', I challenged him, hinting he was being perceived as trying to 'Chat us up'.'Yes Maam', he replied, 'but she is home in India'. Louise took a swig from her glass, 'When did you last see her', she. After a long eventful day, I was feeling tired and sleepy as I walked back in my room but have to be awake to have a chat with Pintoo. To keep myself away from sleep I switched on the com and started checking my mails I had got an important document. I clicked the open button but the document got downloaded directly in my documents folder…I opened the folder and went through the doc once done as I was about to switch back to internet when I found another folder in the same drive which was named. Her thoughts wandered from her pussy to his cock. What was he like? Will he fuck her? God, she wanted to be fucked do badly. What did he want to do? At this point she would do anything for him. She said breathlessly, "Terry, I want your cock, please show me your beautiful dick...". He thought for a moment and then stood up and loosened his pants. He never wore underwear in anticipation of clients like Eve and let his pants drop to the floor. There he. During the international summit we were attending I made many acquaintance's from around the globe and found a few good drinking buddies with a couple of European guys, all of us were randy men away from home and all of us had eyes for the few women who were there as our hosts.Being one of the largest clients of our host we were given Ambassador Suits in the superb hotel and to say it was 5 stars was not doing it justice, my bathroom was all glass with a walk in shower, huge marble bath and.