Her wet mouth was against mine, she had on the same sweet perfume as the last time…her hands reaching down to my already hard dick. We headed upstai...s, she walked very slow and deliberately…lifting her skirt ever so slightly providing me a glimpse of her round ass cheeks. She had a bottle of Grey Goose, a few Red Bulls and cranberry juice on the counter next to four tall glasses and a bucket of ice. She made us each a drink and filled the glasses more than half full with the vodka…added a. And so the night went on till finally the bar closed. It was the first time I felt awkward. Do I drop her to her hotel or ask her back to my place? But damn it I wanted her back at my place, in my bed.She solved all my problems by simply saying, “I really don’t feel like going back to the hotel.” Well that was that. We quickly walked back to my place, where after a few more drinks I was burning with desire.She came to me, so small and soft, I could have crushed her. I mean I’m about 6 foot and. Never mind,” she said, and took the whole thing in her mouth, licking fondling and cleaning it for a minute. “You can shower and pee with it on, so it should be no trouble, well, apart from the obvious.” She got of the bed, still naked and led him around the house. “I want you to get used to it.” “How long is this going to stay on?” “I though until you fuck me at the hotel. So you have to find the right stud and find the right hotel suit. Keeping this on should give you some motivation to get. It was the end of Feb and there was a little chill in the air. I had booked a ticket in the chair car of a train. It was a morning 6 hr journey. Anyways I reached station about 30 mins before the train was supposed to leave and killed my time by having tea and reading the paper at the station. of course, I ogled at the ladies/girls traveling. I had decided to buy a novel thinking like always it’s going to get difficult to kill time on the train and the novel is going to be my only savior.I kept.