Even if I got the last train back to London. I would be home alone until seven in the morning. Truth be told, when he gets back he’s always a zombie... anyway.“Sure. Count me in.”“That's the spirit, girl.”~Me and Monica sat in the restaurant of the hotel. The meal was average and so was the wine. All these hotel chains are the same. Same decor, same smiley service. I swear even the guests are the bloody same. Nothing is ever bad. Just average. 6 out of 10. Like my sex life. Did I just say that?. Jese hi me room me gayi me to pura surprise hogayi. Kyun ki wo room ko pura suhag rat wali phulo me saza ke rakhe the.To me boli are waw ajj kya app mere sath suhag rat manayenge to wo bole han baby ajj subha hin ham saadi kiye hay to ajj ki rat to hamari suhag rat hui na . To me boli thick hay to app bahar jaiye 15 mnt bad room me ayiyega ok to wo bole kyun me boli jayiye na plz just 15 mnt.Phir wo bahar chalegaye.Phir me unke wardrobe se unke pehele biwi ki ek achi fency saree nikali or or. This time landing on her forehead and in her hair. As soon as I finished coming, she took my cock back into her mouth and sucked me slowly, seemingly trying to lure out any slow swimmers. When she allowed my cock to slip out of her mouth a minute later, she looked up and asked, smiling, "How do I look?" "Gorgeous," I answered, because she did... both in beauty and with my cum all over her. Mom grabbed her phone and quickly called someone. "Come in the house and to the bathroom right now," Mom. He explained that the anonymous nature of the annual celebration excused the random sexuality and that it was all in good fun.I was not quite certain about the wisdom of "taking it" under those circumstances but the prospect of the cold river seemed very distant at the moment. Admittedly, my pussy was tingling with a sense of anticipation of being subjected to clown-to-clown sexual kinkiness.The party was a huge success. The food was great, the beer and wine was plentiful, and I was giggling.