He went out in the morning and brought me three sari and few other accessories, with a briefcase. He asked me to change in them. I changed in one and ...e checked out the hotel. In the taxi he said that I mustn’t object and interfere in anything he says and does in the next hotel. I nodded my head and we drove to a sub-standard hotel. At the reception we asked for a single room. The receptionist asked us our names. My boyfriend said that his name was Mr. Ritesh Makhija, the reception noted that. I got up quickly and let him in. I knew at that very point that he would fuck Jayne while I watched.He was wearing jeans and a shirt, much less dressed up than her but when he saw her he was impressed. He was carrying a holdall which he put down and went immediately over to her and with a serious face he put out his hand and help her stand up. Then bizarrely they just hugged for a few seconds but the sight was glorious. I asked him if he liked what he saw and he laughed and nodded. Jayne just. The theater was in a seedier part of town and this time I wanted to go alone.After about two weeks of reliving over and over in my brain the thought of getting sucked off or maybe something more, I decided I had to return to that theater but this time during the day. After finishing my last class of the day I drove the thirty minutes or so to the theater. After paying to get in I quickly walked through the lobby and entered the theater. It was pitch dark in the theater so I stood by the doors. " His hips moved upward and then down for several minutes before he had the boy sit again on the passenger's seat. Then, Cal straddled the boy's legs and eased his erection to the boy's mouth and pushed it in and began to slowly fuck once again. "Yeah boy, just...just...let me...fuck your pretty mouth."His hips thrust slowly and his strokes were expert, never deep enough to touch off the boy's gag reflex (which neither knew didn't exist) and it seemed to Brynn that this man might have.