Curious what that look was all about – I assumed he had another wry, funny story about one of his sexual conquests or failures – I asked, “Hey, ...hat’s up with you?”But he cocked his head and spoke into my ear, "I'm just deciding which straight boy I'm gonna' take home and turn gay tonight". Then he calmly scanned the room as if he was really pondering the choice.I just stood there, dumbstruck by his filthy declaration. My mouth opened to speak but I was unable to form a sentence. What the hell. I did as she asked. We reached the neighboring hotel and checked in. She didn’t utter a single word in the car. We reached the room and she asked me to do as I wanted to.I stripped her from her saree while kissing her and pushing my hand inside her navel. She was dripping wet and her pussy had little to no hair.I removed her saree and there my angel was in her blouse and panty. I removed my clothes and she started taking my sick in her mouth and what a suck she gave! I was almost cumming and. I told her “sometimes a girl just needs to fuck.” She messaged back immediately and I could hear that she was really turned on. She said she was fucking a dildo, laying on her stomach and grinding her pussy into the bed. Then she moaned this really sexy, long soft moan and said she was coming. My pussy throbbed and I almost came listening to her. That’s the first time I’ve ever heard a woman come live. I sent her a message thanking her for letting me be a part of that with her. . "It was indeed a quiet wedding followed by lunch at the Trout after which everyone went home. Isobel and Gerry took it upon themselves to keep Larry entertained whenever Arthur or his mother was preoccupied.Arrangements for their own wedding began to pick up speed: invitations to be written, dress fittings, reception arrangements. There was also the honeymoon to be decided on and bookings made. They decided on a small but well respected hotel in Tuscany from which they could walk, drive to the.