Pissed off. Mightily pissed off. And mystified. But mostly just wanting to get the hell out of there.I sat back down on the cot and brooded. Sulked. F...lt sorry for myself. Felt extremely sorry for myself. Got tired of feeling sorry for myself. Finally, I began examining my options.The room had no windows. No phone, of course. The very solid-looking hardwood door would not open. There was no furniture, other than the cot, and its riveted metal frame would not disassemble without cutting tools.. Maami andar ate hi towel se mera body saaf karne lgi or boli jaan ho gya tu m chup raha maami ne underwear ki taraf dekha aur mera khada lun dekh kar boli kabhi sota ni kya ye m sharma gea bo boli undrwr utarkar mujhe de mai dho the hu kapde dhone hai mujhe mai bola le at a hu bahar par bo boli abhi utar de or de mujhe maine doosri taraf face kiya aur underwr utarkr de dia aur doosra pehnne lga bo chli gayi ..Raat ka time hua khana khane ke baad sab apne apne room me ja ke late bye mai apne. He began to moan again as he pushed back on an attempt to get my tongue to go deeper. I licked and sucked his sweet hole for as long as I could till I couldn't handle it anymore. I had to be inside him. I wanted to feel his tightness around my swollen cock. I turned him over so I could look at his eyes. I lubed us up and pressed my cock head up to his wanting hole and worked it in. Again, like last time I went inside him with ease. He reached behind and held the shaft of my cock with 2 fingers. ...So I put my skirt back on and heels and used the sheer scarf, as a real scarf now, just over my shoulders, hanging down covering my breasts slightly...After all in the warm evening having my back naked made it already more comfortable with the temperature. We were ready for another drink and went to the bar... C was in the mood, drinking twice as fast as me and got naughty in his talking. He did not go back in his clothes and sat there in his tight black boxer revealing the shape of his.