It was a little longer than Mr. Kenton wanted, but she messengered a copy of the folio to his hotel, as per his wishes. She didn't seem to expect anyt...ing back, but the next evening she had news."He wants it!" She grabbed me, as I entered the apartment, squeezing me hard in a hug, crushing a bag of groceries with one of those long loafs of French bread sticking out of it, that hadn't had time to set down,. "And he wants to use it for his next tour!"The next two months flew by. Mary was kept. Showmita was getting hot with each rub on her shoulders. I gradually moved to her boobs on top of her dress just fiddling with no real pressure.I then unzipped her top and let her skirt go through and fall on the floor. She was wearing a blood read bra with similar panty and she just turned and hugged me. She was hot and kissed me wildly and started playing with my hair and pressing me against her body.Showmita was going crazy I slowly rested her to the king size Marriott bed without breaking. She jammed three fingers in her pussy, two fingers twisting her clit harshly, hoping the pain in her loins would take away the fear she felt.It was time, his cock poised in her throat, her body clenched and tight. He shoved, feeling her choke, the muscles of her throat opening up and then clenching down on his rigid cockhead as he began the gradual ascent into her throat. It felt like a warm gloved hand gripping his cock. "God, your throat is eating my cock alive." He pushed deeper, another gag. Steve pushed fingers in her pussy, she moaned, he told her I missed your pussy and your ass, and she felt how his cock started to erupt in her. How it left a big load of cum in her ass. He pulled it out, released the restraints of her, she felt the cum in her, how it wanted to get out of her ass, she pushed it out of her, holding one hand below her ass, she collected a part of the cum, put it over her boobs, massaged her boobs with it, loved the feeling of cum over her body. Steve hugged her.