When she was done with her story, I mentioned the fact that I was driving back to Los Angeles the next day to visit family for the holidays. "Really?"...she said, sounding excited. "Wow. Are you traveling by yourself." Yup, just me and some luggage." I don't mean to intrude, but is there any way I could catch a ride with you? I was planning on finding a ride share on Craigslist, but this would make things much easier."I didn't really want to give her a ride. Although she was kind of cute, she was. She will not take my cock into her mouth. I give her good oral sex and she seems to enjoy having my mouth and tongue on her pussy and clit. The most I ever got from her is a little peck on the tip, nothing more. I am telling you this because you need to know how surprised I was at what happened next. I am writing this from my hotel room in London. I am here alone to take in some of the Olympics as my girlfriend could not get the time off from work. I had gone to two events yesterday. The. " I looked around for my pants but couldn't seem to find them which seemed to make Daddy Mike harder as he watched me bend over a lot to look for them, the heels he bought for me to wear during our play enhancing my legs and butt while the thong slid between my bubble cheeks nicely. I could hear Daddy Mike groan as I unintentionally teased him with my search."You sure we can't get a quickie in?" he asked waving his cock around some more hoping it would weaken my resolve to get to class, it was. ‘A beer would be great’ She carefully noted the way he spoke. His smooth voice washed over her, his baritone notes comforting her and his American accent accentuated by her ‘proper’ English accent. She glanced over at him as she rooted around for her bottle opener. Oh yes, he was very attractive. Hesitation washed over her all of a sudden. This is where the old Sophie would become slightly withdrawn, point out her faults, hold back her unusual sense of humour. She gave herself a mental shake..