Then, pushing up the hem of her dress, her hand slipped beneath the elastic of her panties. I watched, spellbound, as her fingers slid over her abdome..., and down between those waiting lips. I saw her middle finger arch and bury itself within her. She was masturbating, right there in front of met I raised my hand to reach for her but she stopped me cold with a word.“Don’t.” Her voice had picked up a bit of an edge. “We are going eighty miles an hour and I am running this thing. You seemed to. “I am being practical. That’s the easiest place to go, and I have a nice bottle of gin in the room.”“As long as you don’t tell anyone and ensure I make it to my early morning breakfast meeting. Let’s go,” she said.Both of them stumbled quickly into the room. Before the door shut, they grabbed each other into a warm embrace. While hugging each other, their comfort grew.Karan slowly moved his head from her shoulder to her lips, and they locked into a deep passionate kiss. Running his hands over. "Ale would be fine Prime Minister." He replied. His voice was deep and even, and Deia could tell he was calm and very much in control. Deia considered herself to be an excellent judge of age, and if she was right, this man was relatively young, barely a thousand years old.Deia nodded and poured another glass of ale, moving back to the front of her desk and handing it to him before going to the chair across from the three men and sitting down. She looked at the man. His hair was dark brown and. I came back in the hotel about 6 pm, I ask the staff if Mr. Robert was already back also, and they said yes. On this I went upstairs took 1st a shower and then went to their room and knocked on the door. It was Dang opening the door, he smiled to me and let me go in. Robert came to say hallo to me, I saw he had put things ready on the table already. Dang made me a wiskey coke, while I was talking with Robert what he wanted me to film. After about 10 min talk we agreed how to do it, now he had.