I went to the lobby and asked for the Internet access. The desk clerk asked for my room number which I replied to 907. I got a funny response, where...the desk clerk said they did not have a 907. He asked for my last name. I give him my name, and he said I was in 709, give me the Internet information. I paid my ten pounds. I did not get any other reaction positive or negative. This is one reason I like London nothing shocks them.I got on the Internet contacted my date. He quickly responded. Can you send a particular song to your music guy?”The stage manager turned and yelled, “Hey, Deej. I got a request for ya!”“Send it.”The manager said, “Just don’t make it Tie Me Kangaroo Down.”I laughed. “I’m a yank, not a rube.” I pulled out my portacomm. “Here’s the code...”I quickly used my comm to select a song I heard a few times, mostly in old comedy viddies. It had the right rhythm and feel for an old fashioned American bump and grind. I found it, and sent it to the code the manager gave. I quietly resolved WAS going to get then big one into my tight hot and wet pussy.He teased my throbbing pussy with our new toy and then slowly started to work it into my pussy. I could feel my pussy stretching, and it felt so tight and nice. I felt I was going to cum after just the head had entered, he then slowly slid it deeper into me.My pussy felt like it was going to tear, it was so tight yet it also felt very nice. He must have sensed my fresh excitement because he raised the tempo, and. I started to make a break forthe door.“Hold it!” She grabbed my arm and spun me around to face her. Locking her arms around my waistshe pulled me close to her while she stayed kneeling on the bed. “That doesn’t mean I don’t want youtoo. We’re just fooling around. Don’t take it so serious. Now, why don’t you lie down next to me andtake a walk down memory lane?”I stayed quiet, still a little embarrassed. She grabbed the hem of her top and pulled it off over herhead. She lay back on the bed and.