I gave her a copy of a list of about 20 couples who I thought might be interested, with half a dozen couples starred as a) most likely to want to come...and b) also most likely to spread the word to others of the excellence of the event.I had written a brief description of each couple together with their background, likes and dislikes (especially sexual ones – many of the women had been my mistresses in former times, so I knew them very intimately).However, I pointed out that we would have to. I felt her hand shove my fumbling fingers away as she pulled the gusset to one side and pulled me towards her. Still no words were said, as I was guided into her hot (and I mean hot) wet cunt and my cock was enveloped in her wetness. We fucked almost fully clothed, but my passions were running too high, and almost without warning I felt myself filling her with my cum. I started to whisper an apology, but she shushed me by kissing me deeply once more. 'Thank you' she whispered. I pulled my jeans. She stood there exposed, trying to gain her balance in her “fuck-me” shoes. “Fix yourself,” he ordered. “Thank you, Master,” she replied as she smoothed her skirt down over her thighs. Steven then took both her hands in his and gently kissed her cheek. “You’re gorgeous,” he whispered and Linda smiled.Taking her by the hand he led her from the hotel to his car, a black Lexus SC400 coupe. He opened the door for her and enjoyed the sight of her skirt once again riding up on her perfect legs as she. I immediately covered my sexual organ and worked as if nothing hapenned. Neha gazed at my cock.Neha: bhaiyya (brother), what’s it.Me: neha, it is my organ to pee.Neha: bhaiyya, let me see it once again.Me: no dear sister, you can see it later, when time comes. Neha: no bhaiyya, let me see it now.She made a hell of noise and i had finally obliged. She said that she wanted to sit on my lap and she stared at it for some time.Me: ok neha, your time’s up. You need to go now and i need to get.