Our pleasure complete, we both fall asleep, my mind in turmoil, conflicted between the overwhelming sensations of fucking this gorgeous girl, and thou...hts of my wife, at home alone - or is she?I wake with a jolt and realise that my cock is hard, and I am lying in bed with it once again pressed between the arse cheeks of a girl who sleeps beside me. I'm confused but gradually become aware that this is Janice, my dream-girl, and the one who offered her most private of parts to me before we fell. I am chatting with this guy hoping to hook up, but he gets too fucked up and as he’s leaving he drops $10 on the bar since I had bought him couple of drinks. I charge everything to the room and pocket the cash. I buy condoms and lube the next day. Fate was smiling on me LOL The next day I went to classes and tried to take my mind off of what was going to happen that night. At lunch I was so nervous I only got about three bites down and threw the rest away. We were meeting in my room at 6. Being bisexual and feeling very horny listening to her moans and screams of pleasure I feel like running over there and eating her out and fingering her extremely wet pussy, but I know that if I do I won’t have the what I expect to be very pleasuring and powerful sex that I will get from the man that I am dieing to meet at this very second. I keep thinking about him, wanting to suck his big, throbbing cock, deep throating it in my mouth, making it slippery and wet for my pussy with my saliva,. “Sorry I didn’t have time to warn ya to look away, Your Princessness.” Nigel Mander said as he stepped over to the guards’ bodies and fished for the key to Maria’s cell.“What is happening?” She asked Mander, though she didn’t know his name yet, so he was still The Englishman to her.“Well, it’s like this, Princessness.” Mander explained as he unlocked her cell. “I got lofty goals, me. The kind a kid from the East End ain’t ever gonna get by puttin’ on a suit and kissin’ arse up the corporate.