Each kiss on the walk back seemed more sensual and several times she took my hand to caress her face and then guided it down so it lightly grazed her ...ipple.We faced each other in the motel room. One desk light was on giving a muted brightness to the room. Paula smiled timidly at me and said, "I told Gran I wouldn't be home tonight; I'm staying with you." I'm not very experienced at this Paula."She giggled nervously, "You know I'm not either, but I don't care. I just want you to be my. "Are you hungry? Would you like a snack with tea?" I asked."If it wouldn't be too much trouble."When I was in England, we had either cakes or what they called biscuits. I would call them cookies. I had a bag of Oreo cookies, because every once in a while I craved them. I think my mom got into my stash more than I did. I checked and she'd left me half a bag. She was pretty good about replacing them if she ate them all.I tried to keep busy, because I couldn't seem to come up with what I wanted to. “Sorry I was just… Before I could finish my sentence she just stepped inside and locked the door. “Sorry I was just finishing.” “Alone? Didn’t even care for me to join?” It was time that I had to stop all the drama and take the charge. I just stood up, unleashing my 7 inch fat cock and it splashed the water! She giggled a bit. I put my palms on her waist and locked my lips with hers.I started to kiss her lips and boy she tasted like a candy. My cock hid inside her saree and rub her fit between. They couldn't stop talking about the next performance, happy to see thedifferent types of fans that they had seen. A few kids had arrived totalk to them. For a second he thought about getting between them. In theend it had been better to just let them talk to the fans in the middle ofthe concert to raise their personal touch with the fans.He escorted them to their hotel room. It had gotten late after they hadto sign tons of autographs. They were almost skipping towards their room."Now.