I flew in to Heathrow,London on August 27th. There was only time for a quickie that Wednesday then there was just too many things to do prior to our S...turday Wedding. The day dawned cloudy, cool and windy, but the wedding went well with the reception at a public house in Palmers Green. Half way through we changed and were driven to the posh Royal Lancaster Hotel Sarah had booked beforehand my right hand fingering her kickerless fanny all the way. A good thing the driver had his windows open or. One was at least a decade older, forty maybe. His breath made her skin crawl and his body was unpleasant, to say the least. The other was closer to her age, perhaps he was thirty too. Creepy and too eager, she thought.She ordered another drink and was considering making it her last. She remembered why she hated bars. “You don’t want the martinis here. They taste like paint-stripper,” a voice from next to her said. She shifted her body towards the deep voice and found herself looking at a young. " I smiled as I said it.Gary smiled back, and I headed off to my bedroom to change. I left my door slightly ajar hoping that would entice him to peek in; sure enough I could see him in the mirror peeking through the crack in the door. I decided to put on a little show for him; with my back to him I took off my skirt and grabbed another from the closet and I threw it on the bed then I put my sweater over my head as slowly and seductively as I could.Gary now had a good view of my soft little butt. I took a step toward that hole and directed my hard-on in and through. When you can neither see your playmate nor touch their flesh in any other way, the focus of your brain is the sensations your cock is sending northward. He grasped my cock in his warm soft palm—that I could ascertain—but had it not for a blast of hot air (probably from his nostrils) I wouldn’t have known that he had taken my shaft into his mouth. However, once he started twirling his tongue I knew I was getting a world-class.