Was that really me? Sunita broke my chain of recent memories. ‘You’re still hard, Master. Would you like me to take care of you while we talk?’ ...��Sure, but howwww.’ She scooted up and slid my cock smoothly into her pussy. ‘Like this, Master. Do you like how my pussy feels?’ I nodded enthusiastically. ‘What did you want to talk about, Master?’ Jesus. What did I want to talk about? Hard to think with my cock sliding in and out of that pussy. ‘Will you really do anything I asked?’ She nodded. ‘Just. I moved slowly and gracefully in and out of her as I raised my hands along her hourglass figure and began to squeeze her tits. I held on tight to her tits and started pumping her harder. Gaining a grunt of approval I continued to increase the stroke depth and intensity. My wet balls slapped hard against her glistening ass cheeks. Her head dropped between her shoulders as she began to moan and pant again and again.“Oh dear boy, have I died and gone to heaven?”I began slamming into her furiously. .. it's over." Time to get on with the rest of your life?" she asked, a smile on her lovely face."Past due, girl, past due."Christie had a solution for my melancholy. We were going out to dinner and dancing that night, her treat. I objected at first, but she wore me down and in fact, picked out the clothes she expected me to wear. I was off for the next two days having just come off a five day trip, so the fact that it was Monday night didn't slow us down.As she got ready to go, I was warming. When Tracey awoke the next morning she could hear Kevin in the shower. She decided to join him. When she opened the bathroom door, he stepped out of the shower. He kissed her and said,’All yours, my lady, I’m going to go get our coffee. So take your time.’ She was finished by the time he returned. They held each other as they drank their coffee. They left afterwards taking a walk before leaving the hotel. Before mounting the motorcycle Kevin went over the directions and the guest passes he had.