She saw him catch himself and immediately shift his eyes to meet hers. “Good evening, Miss. Welcome to the Grosvenor House Hotel”. She smiled. “...ello”. After paying the driver she walked the few steps to the door of the hotel which was opened for her by the same scurrying doorman. He was in his thirties, tall with short, dark, neat hair and broad-chested. He smiled and she smiled back. She knew without looking back that his eyes would follow her across the lobby, mentally undressing her the. My obsession was being fed....and I was hungry without end!I dropped to my knees as I pushed her legs apart, giving me easy access to her pussy, which I stroked through the satin fabric. I lowered my face to her where her gentle muskiness infused the tiny thong. I licked at it as I gently pulled it away from her body to slide my fingers inside. Her pussy was soaking wet...and it smelled exquisite! I slid my index finger into her only a tiny bit to feel the slippery wetness that lay within. I. Eri Kimura was the hottest, sexiest woman I've ever been with and, at that point, one of the oldest as well. Amazing.We fell asleep for a while, probably about an hour, then woke up, happy to be together, enjoying ourselves in bed with each other. She made us a light supper, scrambled eggs, bacon and toast, and we went back to bed for more sex. Eri was becoming less reserved and more open by the minute it seemed, and she just never got enough sex.We did set the clock early so I could still get. Looking at Alan, he had a huge erection which he was slowly stroking. Turning back to the man, I could see that he was now stroking his cock. I just had to put two fingers inside as my other hand took over on my clit. I was now so close, so close as I heard Alan moan and felt his warm cum splatter on my leg, then looking up right when arcs of cum went flying out of the man’s cock as he knelt there in the sand stroking himself, smiling at me as he mouthed, ‘Thank you.’ I kept finger-fucking.