“No neighbors to disturb tonight, is my guess” she went on. “Now, Show me the goods”. I began to unbuckle my belt. “the shirt first, lets no... get impatient”. I smiled and unbuttoned my shirt, tossing it onto the little coffee table and stepping out of my shoes (slip on, like any platinum traveler post 9-11). She was standing less than a foot from me, she ran her nails softly down my chest and stomach. “Not bad for an old dude” she grinned and winked. “Now to the main event”. I smiled, feeling. ‘Come on,’ he said, and took my hand to lead me up the stairs, and into his bedroom. It was very masculine, there were posters of famous footballers and sexy women on the walls, and I noticed he had a huge pile of weights in the corner. No wonder he’s so fit, I found myself thinking. I sat on the bed, unable to say anything because I was so nervous. I really wanted to kiss him, but I couldn’t let him find out who I was. He sat next to me and brushed my hair out of my face again, seemingly his. Mai uske pass gaya or usse apni baahoo mai le liya vo pehle he garam ho chuki thi Usne kaha chalo bedrum mai chalte h or hum bed pe letkar kiss karne lage Usne mera towel hata diya main uske samne nude tha mera lund vo apne haato se sehlane lagior ekdum se muh mai lekar chusne lagi vo puri chudakad rand lag rahi thi mai to jannat ki sair kar raha tha Thodi der baad mai uske muh mai he jhad gaya or vo mera sara pani pe gai.Fir mai uski saari utar di or uske boobs ko dabane laga fir ek ek karke. It was all ... like ... complicated!" He gesticulated wildly with his hands to emphasize his frustration. "I don't know why, but all I could think about was beautiful women with big breasts." He stared very deliberately right at Christine's rack as he said this.She was so embarrassed she wished that the Earth would open up and swallow her whole. But at the same time, she was excited and turned on by his obvious lusty attention.He brought one of his hands up to his hair and stroked it. "How's my.