.. no man can be so big', she muttered to herself. It was then that she realised how desperately she wanted to be fucked. The months of denial now hit... she reached between for her groin and found that she was wet. 'Fuck I'm on heat', she groaned. 'But ... but what am I going to do?' It was a question that almost bought on a panic attack. She wanted that cock so much, but she just couldn't charge into the bathroom, that would be unladylike. She heard the shower turn off. She didn't have much. She slipped out of her panties exposing her bright orange landing strip. We pulled the comforter down and met in the middle of the bed. She lay back against the pillows beckoning me by curling her crimson fingernail towards her. I moved over her, my hard dick dangling above that delicious body. I dropped down on top of her mound. My pre-cum was slowly leaking as we made out, she didn't seem to mind which was exactly the opposite of my dearly departed wife. If I didn't know any better, I'd have. She turned, picking up a large box, and reached up to place it on the shelf, this time I got an eyeful of her mound, the fabric tight, I could almost make out her pussy lips if I stared hard enough…. ‘Mr Smith?’ I snapped out of my voyeurism, and looked around. A female assistant stood beside me, a small trolley at her side, loaded with goods. ‘Sorry, miles away. Is this mine?’ ‘Yes, it is. I just need you to check and sign this…’ with these words she bent to take a clipboard off the trolley,. “Why do you ask?”“Because, dear heart, you, your sisters, and your masters are the biggest thing since the wheel! The noise you hear down below is the crowd that’s gathered in front of the hotel. Prague now must have 90 percent of the world’s paparazzi, and they’re all down in the street. I’ve just called out the riot police to reinforce the city police trying to maintain order. Then there are representatives — mostly multiples — of every news-gathering organization on the face of the earth!.