I could afford, for once, to relax. Unrushed, I lapsed into one of my most dangerous habits: thinking. I recalled the day a few weeks earlier when Ton... mentioned that I'd saved up enough to buy a small motorcycle, for which I could legally obtain a license on my fourteenth birthday. But I preferred to stay with my Schwinn. Besides, the money saved by not buying a motorbike would be more useful when I could finally visit New York.Keeping busy, making my own breakfast seven days a week, spending. Shirt outside to hide my hard on, we somehow walked and reached back home, I opened the door and she stepped in, walked a few steps and stopped. I closed the door behind me and she told me not to turn the lights on.As I walked in, I hit her with my hard on and hugged her on her bare tummy, she moaned. It was a “Aah” moment for both of us. She just dropped the pallu of her saree off and there were her pointed juicy breasts. It looked like a highlight area, I pressed them so tightly and kissed. ”I expected that to be followed by even faster thrusting; an attempt to fuck the cum right out of me. I hoped for that to be accompanied by a reach around and her hand jerking me off to completion. Instead, she pulled out of me. She leaned over me. I felt the dildo press flat against the crack of my ass. I felt her breasts dangle against and then rest on my back. I felt her breath against my ear as she whispered to me.“I found your other fetish while watching those videos, too.”Had she really. We'd just started to settle into the suite, when Margo came up to Crystal and me. In a voice that feigned innocence, Margo said in a tone tinged with seduction, "Oh, dear. I forgot that I have nowhere to stay in this city. What ever shall I do?" She looked at the two of us as a little smile formed on her lips. I liked the way this girl thought.Crystal said to her in a cute and obviously aroused tone, "Well, you must change out of that pretty dress. I think I'll wear that in Rome in two or three.