.. How about we wrestle tomorrow? Being dominated and humiliated doesn’t sound ideal for my first time having sex.”“Haha, yeah true…” She le...ns over and kisses me. Suddenly she pulls back with a grin on her face. “How about we let whoever has the biggest dick go first?”I consider her proposal, she’s about a foot shorter than me. Logically I should have the bigger dick, but the way she asks so confidently makes me second guess myself. I guess it really doesn’t matter who goes first, I’m going to. When I locked the room door and turned, Sangeeta was bent down and was wearing her sandals. Due to this, her booty was tempting me.I took hold of her boobs and adjusted my penis behind her ass, and started groping her boobs and gave a jerk on her ass. Sangeeta trembled a little bit and she kept her hands on the wall to adjust herself. She told me to stop as that was not the right place. I replied that no one is on this floor except us.I can’t leave such a beautiful lady so easily. She laughed. Her marriage was unfufilling, sexually. When we met she told me that her husband wouldn't make love to her, so she looked elsewhere. We met and it and there was a mutual attraction between the two of us. I was 47 and single at the time and Carol was 46, married and needed companionship. She stated her husband didn't make love t her.We enjoyed each others company, mentally as well as physically. When she could make it out of her house, we made love. Our love for one another was undeniably. Lisa thought as she enjoyed the vibration of the massage chair.She watched the blonde woman who was currently busy preparing an assortment of tools from the wall behind through the mirror reflection. Lisa soon got bored and shut her eyes close. The combination of the massage chair vibrations and the mellow music currently playing in the background quickly brought her to a trance-like relaxed state."Excuse me, Miss!" The blonde call woke Lisa up from the god-know-how-long nap she got."Huh!?".