The only thing that stops me from bending her over and jamming my dick up inside her is the fear of my dick falling off. I know there will be a few ti...es she has problems with STDs, and I do not know if now is one of those times.When we break from kissing, I bend down and remove her panties, putting them in my pocket. I then pick her up in my arms as if she is a baby and carry her to the teacher’s desk. I lay her down on top of it and kiss her again. Both my hands explore her chest, my lips. Hotel Nueva York. That explained it. Not the fanciest place in town, despite its name, but an OK mid-range hotel. Good tourist trade, from what the manager, himself a recent Cornell School of Hotel Administration graduate, had told me when I’d chatted with him at one of our annual travel fairs.Monsieur M owned this hotel, among others.That explained the referral from the ambassador, but not why. Tootsie had said it was urgent. Ambassador or not, it was going to be my name on the visa and I. I did as he asked; as I did, my semi-hard cock popped up. Fully hard, I'm only about five and a half inches.He looked me up and down and said I was very skinny and had a very feminine figure. I asked if he liked what he'd seen; he nodded his head and told me to turn round so he could see my ass. He told me I had a great ass, said it looked like a girl's ass. I didn't know what to say.He then told me to stand on the sofa, and put my hands on the wall. Within seconds, I felt his hands on my. I wondered if watching me eat her sister had turned her on. To test my theory I leaned into her pussy and gave her a few licks before going over to her sister’s pussy. I watched as my wife’s head turned and she watched me lick Sandy a few time. I went back and forth between their pussies and every time I licked Sandy’s pussy my wife looked on as if she wanted a taste. A light went on over my head and I crawled up to my wife and kissed her shoving my tongue and her sister’s juices in with it. My.