"I think you're moist." His fingers worked to probe beneath the hem of her panties, finally one slipped into her. Her muscles contracted instinctively... trying to grip his finger, not wanting it to leave the confines of her love. As quickly as his hand had found her pussy, it was gone, running the length of one leg, then the other, strong, warm and coarse. Her thighs tingled with anticipation. She hoped they would stop again where she was wet. But they didn't. He reached up and took one of her. She seems to have a good knowledge of alcoholic drinks. I introduced myself and she reverted by revealing her name, which was Suman. She was 36 years old, married and working. She was from Mumbai itself and was also traveling on work.It didn’t take us time to get comfortable with each other. I guess she liked the way I spoke and we started talking on various topics. Also realized that being from similar professions, we knew some people in common.Suman was fair, beautiful, with medium length. Like two young lovers experimenting with their bodies, we both fiddled with the vibrator as we worked it down my stiff organ. Dot couldn't resist 'testing' it and we giggled as the vibrations wiggled my cock about. "It's slower than last time, it must have a variable speed," I giggled.Dot fiddled with the switch and the device started to accelerate. It sent delicious tickles along my cock and I squirmed with pleasure."You'd better get on before the bus leaves," I squeaked.She turned it to zero. "I don't have to guess who that was Brah," my roommate Matt said as hewalked in the room hugging a cup of coffee.Matt and I met within a week of me moving to L.A. when I walked by himplaying his guitar on a street corner. I started up a conversation anda fast friendship formed. I found out he was bouncing from house tohouse so I offered him the couch in my rundown apartment.Matt was a great guy but always tried to hide behind differentpersonalities. When we met, he pretended to be Australian a.