Kind of backup plan.After further discussions in the next couple of days, she had confirmed her trip to Bangalore and finalized on anything which goes...with the massage.I helped her in booking the resort on the outskirts of Bangalore, with a double room, Jacuzzi, since she wanted this to be the best.I picked her from the airport as planned and headed to the resort where we had booked. En route, we stopped to have breakfast at Bidadi, which she enjoyed it. Soon, both of us became comfortable and. ’ ‘I can’t help it…’ ‘Aw, I’ll just be another notch on your bedpost,’ he winked at me. ‘If that is the case, then you’ll only be one of two,’ I smiled. ‘Hmm… I feel especially honored, then.’ He pulled me close to him and kissed me. ‘I’ll never see you again…’ ‘You don’t know that. Hey, if you ever make it back to America, just look me up.’ ‘You’re always traveling, you’re never home.’ ‘Just look me up, find my place in Harlem… send me a postcard from there, and stay there until I get back.’. Betsy remembered being not the least bit concerned when her boyfriend left her with someone else. She was lying on her side and suddenly felt Thomas shifting across the bed until he was up against her back. He hugged her for the longest time and it was the most wonderful feeling. Betsy liked to cuddle after intercourse and in no time her eyes got heavy and closed.She could still remember what happened next. The memory was still like it happened yesterday and Betsy was determined to take her. ” I was holding on to your shoulders now trying not to dig my nails into your skin. “Not yet,” you told me and I groaned. You pushed back to stand up in front of me, never taking your fingers out of me. Pushing me up to the wall, my breathing increased. You looked down my shirt at my perfectly tanned boobs. You kissed down my shoulder to my cleavage then started to unbutton my shirt with your teeth. This was so hot and I tried to control myself but my hips said otherwise. They started to thrust.