"Ohhh I know this person. Okay let's see." Carly dropped Melanie's hands, and walked away as she thought. Then turned around quickly to face Melanie a...ain. "Is it Gibby?" What? No." Melanie said as she finally came down the rest of the stairs."Is it Guppy?" No, he's like 13, Carly." Melanie said as sat down on the couch."Oh my god!" Carly said as she sat down next to her. "Is it Spencer?" She whispered as Spencer was in the kitchen."No." You sure?" Yeah, it's not Spencer."Sam leaned in next to. I did this to him. I made this happen. I made him feel so good. The taste is inconsequential. It tastes like victory. It feels good, being marked with his seed. Feeling congealed in my mouth. Swimming in my belly. I had the moment to contemplate this before I felt something back at my mouth. I swallowed the cum in my mouth and Slurped the rest out of him. He slowly went soft. He was still moaning and encouraging me. He pulled out and rubbed his soft cock on my face, like he was guiding all his. My view was spectacular and she was a flirt. I could feel my cock getting hard as I stood watching her from across the room. I looked for her husband but he seemed uninterested in me or her, he was engaged in a conversation on the other side of the room. She laughed at one of the couples jokes, excused herself, and started walking straight toward me. Her gait brought each foot in front of the other causing her lower torso to wiggle back and forth; her thighs flowing smoothly through each. I had told her about my visit and she was totally excited that we were meeting after such a long time (no intention had cropped up).On Friday we had an official cocktail party which I attended. It was at a colleague’s place. Then I went to my hotel in the morning of Saturday. I had called up Shweta and told her to reach the hotel.After some time, I reached my hotel room, got into a towel and was about to go for a shower and the doorbell rang. I expected her to be there and opened the door..