We took the elevator up to my floor and walked arm in arm to my room. I opened the door and held it for her as she entered kicking off her high heels....She said she needed to use the bathroom and left. There was a knock on the door and room service brought our wine. I settled in on the couch and opened the wine, pouring two glasses. After a couple of minutes the toilet flushed and Mariel reappeared. Her cheeks looked a little flushed and I assumed it was the wine. She sat beside me and sampled. I heard the talk but not well enough to understand. I tried to move my hand to my head to clear my ear and found I couldn't move it. It felt heavy as stone. So I tried to move the other hand. I got the same results. I noticed motion coming towards me so I quickly shut my eyes. The murmuring got closer too. I still couldn't understand. Then it was gone. My eyelids got heavy again and I drifted off to sleep.This went on for an indeterminate amount of time. I couldn't tell how long I was there,. EVER... Miss out on a CLEAR attempt by a woman wanting to get your cock! I replied "lol I found the correct person and promise I wasn't trying to bother you. Do guys actually message you out of the blue like that? Who does that?" Clearly knowing that they do but playing the humble card lol.Tammy replied "ALL OF THE TIME! They see my tits and my tongue ring and tell me they'd like to see me put my tongue ring to work lol" OF COURSE I replied "Well I mean can you blame them for saying that lol. Before Nisha could grab a breath, Sameer was fucking her wild hard.This was such an amazing position. Sameer was trying to smooch her lips while Nisha was moaning with pleasure. She was hugging him tight and pushing him forward towards herself. As his cock was slipping wild and fast in her pussy, I could even hear the sound of it coming in and out clearly.Sameer – Who are you? tell me againNisha – I am your slut. I am your bitch. I am your whore.Sameer – what will you do if I come to your house.