I invite her to my house but she says she would rather come back here to the hotel. So, we come back here and go up to her room. I start kissing her a...d she's kissing back but not with any enthusiasm. When I get her dress off I see she is wearing very sexy underwear but she is acting like she's wearing flannel. You know what I mean? Anyway, I strip out of my clothes and get on the bed with her hoping to get a little oral action going but she won't do me and didn't let me do her. So, I climb on. “That feels so good,” I whispered as he fondled my breasts. “Mmmm, I’m getting so turned on,” I told him. “Are your panties getting wet?” He asked. “You know I’m not wearing any panties,” I reminded him as I got up and moved closer to him. “Oh yeah, I forgot. Take your skirt off and show that you’re not wearing them,” he said as he played along. I slowly unfastened my skirt and let it fall to the floor. “See, no panties!” I said flirtatiously. “That is the truth,” he replied as he rubbed my. As she is very petite, it wasn't hard to hold her. Although I couldn't see it, her long dark hair had to be hanging down against my legs. She was squirming and laughing and trying to get away from me, but I held her tightly. It was a little erotic knowing that her face was only inches from my crotch. Then she stopped squirming a little. I wondered what she was up to. Then suddenly I felt Stephanie's hand touch the front of my trousers. I caught my breath, as my penis began to stiffen in my. My mind was being invaded. I say almost because, three of them were working overtime. The only sense not working was my sense of touch. My ears picked up on the sounds of hot sex; my nose could smell the aroma of sex, with the screen lit up and seeing the man screwing the woman, (I should say girl, because she looked so young.) Funny how I thought of that, because I knew it would be very quickly that my sense of touch would soon be in play. I sat there flipping through the sex scenes on the TV..