I went back to the hotel in good spirits and was starting to put my stuff back in the suitcase when there was a sharp knock on the door. "Room service..." came the routine call.I was so used to hearing that one that I just reflexively walked over to open up. And Susan was nearly as slow, it wasn't until I had my hand on the knob that she suddenly piped up, "Larry, you didn't order yet!"No, I hadn't; but by that time I already had the door half open. And it was way too late to stop now, because I. You start to rub it in light circles, building up a slow but steady rhythm with your strong fingers. Relentless. Oh fuck I’m close. Your pace quickens, and I claw my fingernails into your back and grasp the bed for support. Suddenly, my whole body clenches in sweet release and I buck up into your hands, holding onto the headboard, groaning loudly, gasping for air. You never stop rubbing as my body pulses in electric, a****listic orgasm. My juices ooze onto your fingers. You stop for a split. It was the time I really got high and I could see a big tent on my pant and as I was wearing a very thin pant so it was clearly visible so I sat down on a chair (present on park side on road). I thanked her and told her that she is really a horny girl. Mostly I have seen that woman want sex but they are not a good performer. At least I have never experience any girl who can make me cum even though if I don’t want to. I will say it’s not a girl beauty which make a man cum, but its the wildness. Just a quick one, I didn’t want her to know I was checking her out. She then looked over to me, smiled then nodded, and I returned the hello. Her face was certainly good looking, sharp chin, a small mouth which looked cute when she smiled, long eyelashes, and I thought I saw green eyes. Her skin was pale, not tanned so I guessed she had not seen much sun as of late. I had always been pale myself, and burned easily. I was very shy at this age and I was still a virgin. I had not had a girlfriend.