I asked why once again? And she said your body is so perfectly slim and toned and you have confidence to show it off. And then you get mine that has a...fat on the belly and legs and not all that toned. I replied telling her to relax that her body is rather attractive and nice to look at. I also told her if she was too uncomfortable with me giving her a massage that we could skip the idea. She replied back saying thank you and to see how it goes for a while first before she chickens out. She then. My chin and lips grazed her neck, electrifying us both as we slammed against one another. Strangers thrust together by circumstance now thrusting through necessity.The extra ten bucks for the room was worth it. With no neighbors to disturb, she didn't hold back. What started as low growls deep in her throat began to manifest themselves as ever louder gasps. I nipped her ear lobe and she went wild. Begging. Coming. Writhing beneath me. Maybe the shrewd old guy at the desk had drawn the correct. They said, from there speaker phone, you don’t worry my friend we will give her the ultimate fun of her life time. I was a bit relaxed after hearing these words and so also my wife. Friday Night, the moment finally came. She was getting ready for the occasion.I instructed her to use red lipstick and wear sexy reveling pink Saree. So that she will really look like a slut. She was very happy; I could feel this from her activities. I was also happy that I was going to fulfill her dream. We drove. I was thrusting her at a medium pace. As i lifted my lips off her nipples, I saw her looking at me. I gazed upon her eyes as well. I could see the lust that was burried deep inside her came rushing up to the surface. Our eyes were interlocked as were our love organs. We started kissing each other, gentle moist kisses. Our tongues went deeper in each others mouth. After sometime, I stopped thrusting her. It was her time to be on the top, and take control of the intimate act. She spread her.