Par Pooja ne mujhe dhaka de kar apne uper se utar diya.Main – Ab mera lund pura khada ho chuka hai. Iska main kya karun ?Pooja – Bathroom me ja ka... hilla lo.Main – Mere samne itni mast aur khoobsurat aurat leati hui hai. Aur main bathroom me ja kar muth marun. Agar main aisa karta hoon, toh mere mard hone ka kya fyada.Ye keh kar main uske uper chaad gya aur uski salwar ka nada khinch kar maine tod diya. Maine apna ek hath uski salwar me dal liya. Main uski choot ragdne lag gya, aur sath hi uske. "I'm not going to put it in you. I just want to rub a little."He let his back muscles relax, and lay the bottom of his stiff shaft in her open pussy lips. He slid it forward. Her clasping, slick lips were hot on his prick.Denise felt that shaft scrape along her clitty, which had recovered from her first orgasm. It felt wonderful, and completely different than either of the fingers that had rubbed that little organ."Mmmmm" she said, encouraging him to keep going.Dick started the age old rhythm. ”I had another thought as we reached the door.“Isn’t one of the souls writhing in torment in that whirlwind for all eternity supposed to be Helen of Troy?”“Yeeees.” Lucinda replied, drawing the word out so that she seemed to be pronouncing it with four Es. Although she was leading me and walking about two steps ahead, I thought I could hear her lips creaking into that smile again. “And how is La Contessa doing?” She asked, trying to take control back.I hesitated. Hopefully, not too noticeably.. Jill lived in Canada but had relatives in England so visited as often as she could. She loved to visit London York Edinburgh and the like so we quite liked the idea of meeting up in York. Me going away for a few days was nothing unusual as this happens with my job so no problem there.We arranged the hotel booked separate rooms as we had fantasized as to how this may pan out.The Hotel was a few minutes walk from the train station it was a lovely late April mid afternoon and I had butterflies at.