Sarah stepped away from me a little bit and looked up and down, "Well Jessy...first thing at home I want you in the shower!" I smirked at her, giving ...er a glance in return, but something was unusual. She was wearing a white blouse, showing off her cleavage, hot pants with a leather belt and high heels, ín which I couldn´t imagine to even walk around without a handrail nearby. I must have watched her too long because when my gaze returned to her face she raised a brow and smiled. "Hope you like. I’m so horny! I want you to really fuck me!” And so on. Imagine a woman who begs to be fucked, gets naked, jumps into bed, then resists. She had to get up and go to check that she locked the doors. Next she had to pee. I don’t know what inner conflict she struggled with, but she was definitely a handful. I would soon understand that it was her way to maintain control. Afraid of losing it, she needed alcohol to let go. I eventually got her to hold still long enough to aim my cock at her cunt. I. Raj said he loved the idea and would like to extend this to a massage session. Pooja knew what it meant but pretended not knowing how to massage him unless it meant same way as she did me. Raj agreed to let her show how she massaged me and they went off at this. Raj lying in his shorts, no shirt, bare chest with Pooja using a Vaseline cream to start her job.Pooja was in her tight t-shirt and the short knee high skirt. Raj requested her to let this remain a secret between them to which Pooja. As the kiss ends, I pull away and smile at you knowingly. Turning back to the door, I turn the knob and push it open. Steam that had been trapped in the room rolls out past us. We both feel the moist heat clinging to our naked bodies. Taking your hand again, and with a backwards glance, I lead you into the bathroom. I have prepared the room for our arrival. Looking through the steam, you see candles burning. The moisture in the air causes the flames to dance, their light fractured and.