Doing that adjustment thing that women do--I looked down at her breasts and looked away. She then pulled a suitcase in front of her legs. It blocked m... view and made it really hard for anyone in the station to see her body.I went back to the laptop and working. This time, I made a real cellphone call. I blocked her out of mind. And yet...the smell of her perfume was really getting to me. It was a really powerful scent.I looked over at her. Our eyes locked again and she slowly moved one of the. Then returning to my cock he began sucking it again lifting me ever higher into the world of man sex. While sucking on my cock he had managed to slip a wet finger into my relaxed and un-expecting ass. His wet probing finger quickly began rubbing a spot in my ass that literally caused me to buck and squirm like a whore in heat. I learned later this was my prostate (or a man’s fuck button). He probably could have put his cock into me then had he so forced the issue, but he wanted to turn me. ”“What do you mean, ‘won’t be eating for hours’? Who won’t be eating?”“Darling, cocktails are at six and dinner will be about eight. It’s now only four o’clock and I’m starving. Now what’s the problem?”“‘Cocktails at six’!” he nearly screamed, “Cocktails where?”“With some relatives where we’re staying ... Oh! that’s my parents and me. You’re going to meet them.”“But why am I meeting your parents?”“Because, silly, they want to meet the man I’m going to marry. And hopefully meet him before we’re. I stood up, and knelt down between her legs. I leaned forward and did what I dreamed of doing when I saw her in the hotel lobby. I kissed those full, soft, warm lips with the softest kiss I could muster. The first kiss was a slow smack with our lips as we squarely faced each other. The second was a deep, passionate, head slowly-twisting, kiss. I felt like a leading man in a movie kissing the sexy leading lady. The kiss wasrewarding enough, but then we started undressing each other. We were.