Emboldened by the booze and my need I picked up the phone and called the front desk, it rang and rang, finally he answered it, sounding sleepy, 'Hello...can I help you', 'An understatement', I thought, 'This is Miss Jones', I answered seductively, there was a momentary silence before he coughed and replied, 'I know, I just checked you in', it sounded as if he was trying to be friendly, after all he did mentally 'Jump my bones', during the check-in process, or so I thought.'Can I order some more. As she slid up and down my shaft, sucking, licking and stroking me, I fingered her pussy and toyed with her bunghole. Her hips gyrated as I slipped a second finger in, rubbing her G-spot as she coaxed me to cum in her mouth.The site of her dripping cunt was too much to resist and I pulled her leg over me until my face was between her legs. Cum dripped onto my face before I even got her pussy in my mouth. Her sucking pace quickened as my tongue split wet cum drenched pussy lips, probing her. Phir unhone mujhe smooch kiya karid 5 minute tk.Mai : kya hai ye sb auntyBabita : itne sidhe bhi mt bno samjhe.!!Maine tumhari notebook padhi hai car mai se utha kr.Tum mujhe payaar krte ho ye baat boli kyu nahi!!!!!!!!!!!!Mai : mujhe lga ki aap ke sath jo hua uske bad aap ka believe ht gya hoga relationship se to.Babita : ohhh phir kash lete hue boli i love you honeyMai : love you too darling.Phir aunty ka cigar bujh gya aur maine unhe french kiss kiya karid 8 minutes tk maine unki nighty utar. "Yes," Tanisha responded with visible relaxation. "And that's Shantel with him." Shantel was a small woman, nowhere near as dark as her husband, with a nervous look on her face, her thick, curly hair pulled back into a ponytail.Without discussion most of the tension evaporated around the table. This now stood every chance of being relatively peaceful; it seemed unlikely that Kwame would bring his wife to a kidnapping attempt. If he'd brought Clemmens, it would most likely have been ugly from.