Move on to Steve.”I moved on and repeated the process on two of the other boys. Moving on to Mike, I straddled him and allowed him to play with my b...easts. I obediently reached down to stroke his cock. I had only moved my hand up and down of it a few times when he suddenly stifled a grunt, and I felt a hot, wet stickiness all over my stomach. I was startled and grunted out loud. He had been unable to control himself and had ejaculated all over me! He looked around sheepishly as the other boys. Rohini had one hand on my one breast and was sucking on other. She sucked it like a thirsty child. She would bite it sometimes that would make me hornier. She wouldn’t stop and kept on sucking for while and still was in sleep. Now I was getting horny and reached out for my pussy with other hand and started to finger it myself. As was I getting towards getting an orgasm clock started to ring. I thought I would get caught. In getting to stop the alarm I moved away from Rohini and she started to. Her fingers gripping the boob, her other hand dropping to unzip my skirt.There was something decadently erotic about this fully clothed goddess stripping me, stripping me of my inhibitions as well as my clothes. Married women shouldn’t have these urges but here I was, spending an afternoon in a stranger’s hotel room, letting her have her way with me as my pussy leaked into my panties.God, what panties was I wearing? I fleetingly wondered, before it became an academic abstract thought as I felt. ’ ‘Correct. We appear to be a parallel pair, both enduring a bit of a downer. But that’s enough of philosophy. We have to try to avoid the cops setting out after you in answer to a stolen vehicle complaint.’ ‘The only hope I’ve got is to run.’ ‘Or alternatively we use our brains. Do you recall the name of the joint where you were with that guy last night?’ ‘Yes Blue Sky Motel in Wakefield.’ ‘I’ll call them and tell the motel where the car is. That might lead to the cops putting that complaint.