It would be tough, but my plane didn'tleave until tomorrow night. What else would I do then? Sit in thishotel room and play with my pussy?...I was f...abbergasted. Did I really think that? I could feel my grointense again, and knew that warmth would follow shortly as I lubricatedmyself! I got to my feet quickly, indignantly. No way was I doingthat! (Not even a teeny bit? My subconscious asked naughtily. Aren'tyou the least bit curious?) No, I thought, I'm not. I'm really not.It was. I kissed Preeti here and there frantically. Then I moved down towards her crotch, thighs, hips, etc.And kissed her there. I again kissed and sucked her juicy lips encircling my arms around her narrow waist line. Preeti co-operated me very well encircling her arms around my neck keeping her very closely hugged while I sucked her pouting lips. Her breasts were being crushed badly against my chest. My hard cock was being rubbed against her sexy smooth crotch.After kissing and sucking her lips in. “Sam, are you adventurous?”“Yeah,” I failed to see the intent or the harm of the question.“Good. Glad to hear it. Have you ever been with a guy?”“What? Me? Um… No,” Suddenly I understood. “Well, first time for everything. Bob, let him see what a cock is like.”I was frozen with extreme nervousness, fear, and horniness. Bob moved closer to me, still standing so his cock was about eye level. My mouth was slightly open. I could see the outline of his shaft and head, even the details of his veins. Really, there was no room for deep, all-the-way-out-all-the-way-in, grinding strokes like I like. But I was most anxious for his penetration: strange dick inside strange pussy... one hit on the inside. That anxiety was different too. It wasn’t the typical tingling I experience when on my back with my legs splayed wide – sodden pussy open and begging. No. This was some next-level, addict-type thirst. No Wild Turkey required. Sober adrenaline, palsied hands, jelly legs, and temporary insanity.