She stepped into me – put her hand on my cock and whispered in my right ear “C’mon. Let’s go get a Motel Room.” I WAS SPEECHLESS…but I f...llowed her out of the alley towards the row of cheap, gaudy, Pink Motel Suites across the street. I couldn’t believe this was happening to me in my Senior Year of High-school. A Fantasy come true. There she was –an older woman with a husky voice, alcohol on her breath and an intense desire for my young cock.… We got into the Motel Room and wasted. She had scored high in sexual interest, in domestic interests and in intellect. What had held her back were a sense of insecurity (adopted into a different culture, remember) and an apparent desire to be subordinate. She was also, at the time of testing, still a virgin. She sounded great as a concubine choice to me and when I looked at Kristi she was nodding her head yes at me.I turned back to Kristina (Yes, I knew there would be name confusion in our future, ) and told her "Only one spot open. As I was rubbing him his head fell back and he gasped, he parted his thighs slightly so my hand moved freely up his thigh, when I got to about an inch away from my target I stopped and looked down he was semi hard alright.Moving my hand up to his face I turned him to face me as I did he opened his eyes, I moved forward and ever so lightly kissed him, he closed his eyes again and opened his mouth, I ran my tongue gently over his lips and down onto his neck, he sighed. Continuing moving my hand. Tabhi maine unka baal piche se side kiya aur piche se kiss karna start kaar diya… Aur kamar paar hath ferne laaga. Tea tho muje pini thi ni islia maine wesa e mae gas band ki aur unko kiss karne laaga kabhi neck pae tho kabhi ear pae. Aur saari kae upar se hi unke pussy pae ragarne laaga… Wo bhi madhosh hone laagi…Ab unko palat kae maae unhe smooch karne laaga aur wo bhi muje pure josh mae smooch kaar rahi thi jese wo bohat bhuki ho iss ehsaas k liye….Aur moan kar rahi thi hmmmm… Ahhh… Hmm..