It felt good to be out of my suit for at least a few hours. The hotel restaurant was full of the typical cross-section of people one expects to find a... a Premier Inn. A group of rather loud young guys in suits. They reminded me of myself thirty years ago. Each trying to outdo the others with tales of huge contracts they were about to close, of their latest sexual conquest.Several middle-aged couples and one strikingly attractive woman sitting alone. She looked to be in her late thirties, maybe. Her “chunri pallu” slides from the neck & exposes a little of her white bra. That make me more exited. With excitation I put my hand on side of her left thigh. she didn’t wake & I started to rub my hand a little along the side of her soft thighs. When there was no response from her the I lower my hand to the upper part of her thighs & starts rubbing there. She didn’t say anything but put the duppata on my hand & her legs to hide it from the passengers backside us. I set her duppata on my legs. None of us is allowed to go hunting alone here.””I wanted to protest to Immianthe but it I knew it would have been useless. Maybe I wasn’t a prisoner, but for sure I wasn’t all free to move, either. Not yet, maybe not ever.““Okay, no problem. I can appreciate some local knowledge.””Once the morning came and it was time to leave and I found my companions, I wasn’t so sure anymore. I had been quite okay to have someone who knew about the local terrain and the game with me. I wasn’t quite that. Judy shoved Paul's underpants and pants into a tangle around his ankles, not caring if she stripped him clear naked. She had the important part of him uncovered at this point, the rest didn't matter. She took hold of his throbbing prick. She finger painted the viscous, slippery lubricant over the cap of his phallus, making it shine. With her thumbs, she smeared fluid down over the nerve-packed point just under the head. The delicate brushing action of her touch brought a new flood of blood to.