He wore somelong shorts and a tight fitting white t-shirt which contrasted sharply withhis black skin. I felt my cock throbbing as I watched him move...to thewindow and look out. His body was turned toward me a bit and my eyessearched his crotch, trying to determine what was there. I seemed to notbe in control of myself. I don't know how long I stood staring at his bodyand his crotch, but it seemed that all of a sudden he was beside me,closing the bedroom door. As I heard the door click. I held him close and asked him how he liked it.He smiled up at me and said that it was the greatest feeling that he ever had. Then he wanted to know if he could do it again.I told him I needed to take care of his friend first. He got up and moved to the side and watched closely as I pulled his friend over and sucked him to a quick orgasm. His penis seemed slightly larger and more mature. But he was obviously much too young for what we were doing. After I swallowed his cum I asked him if he was. "So Trudi, when was the last time you were out on a date?" I put some emphasis on the 'out' portion. She looked over at Karl, but he was busy listening to Connie or staring at that wide cut neckline."Oh golly, it's been three years, at least since my husband died." Well look, we're going over to a hotel suite that the company keeps, we have a private elevator so you can completely relax tonight. No one's going to see us coming and going. I'm looking forward to getting to know you better and I. Thinking about this I started to have naughty thoughts about her. But I wasn’t gonna do anything with her then except may be masturbating to her thoughts.  Vacation was over & we returned to the city. I still kept in touch with Choti Maa though. Since she was just 2 years older than me she insisted me on calling her by name & not as Aunty as it made her feel old & ugly. I told her that’s not possible, but if it makes her feel better I’ll call her as Manju. After staying in the village for 2.