I’m certainly no porn star put it that way, but she soon settled in and started a combination of bouncing up and down and grinding backwards and for...ards. She kept up the eye contact and smiled at me in-between gentle moans. With her pretty face smiling down at me I couldn’t resist giving her tits a gentle squeeze. A wise man once said that anything more than a handful of boob is a waste and there was no wastage here as they fit my hands perfectly.“Let me go on top” I said and she got off and. When I picked her up she had the same dress on, her hair was loose and dishevelled and she looked tired. She did however, wear the dirtiest smile! “Jeez, that was quite a weekend” she later told me. “I checked into the hotel and was very happy to be told I had been upgraded to a junior suite. I hadn’t heard from Kenny or anyone else by then so I took myself off for a walk around the West End. It was heaving with people but I did find a seat outside of a bar/restaurant so I had a bite to eat and. The wine colored carpet was thick with dust and showed the history of all thefootsteps that had worn it down in spots to its backing. Flicking the light from side to side, thelarge foyer revealed rooms to the left and right and a set of hallways on either side of the grandstaircase.‘A pleasant enough house,’ I thought before entering and closing the now moaning doorbehind me. The sound of the closing door was eerie, and I looked back to make certain that thelatch had caught before moving on. I. Amy gave me a long look with her piercing blue eyes. "I think it falls into the same category," she said. "Let's fold up these tablecloths."We got the last one folded. I put it on top of the others. Neither of us had said a thing."Eric."My eyes snapped back to her. She stood there, beautiful. "Yes?" I didn't give you the full story before, with my friend. Yes, we have discussed her interest in back door sex. But I wasn't asking for her when I talked to you."Suddenly, a lightheaded feeling.