Now my cock was REALLY starting to get hard and I needed to get both these sexy young ladies into the hotel room that Mylie had already booked for us ...cross the road at the 5 star hotel suite.We walked along with me running each hand up and down each of their backs as they in turn pulled my luggage along which they insisted that they do for me.Asian women really look after their men folk trust me on that OK.Once in the room I said that I needed to change out of my clothes which I know must have. She had dropped off to sleep. I got out, opened the front door and taking Sgt. Murphy under the arms dragged him out and put him in the back seat. I undid his trousers and took out his cock, stuck two fingers up the Generals wife's cunt and got them all sticky. I then deposited the secretions on the end of his knob and up and down the fly's of his trousers. I shut the doors and made my way back to camp. Dropping the tissues about half a mile from the scene.I sniffed her panties as I walked. . oh yess” she sighed as I felt my thumb now pressing against her little starfish.I moved right to the edge of my seat and in doing so my stiff throbbing cock slipped out my fly for all the world to see apart from Tiff who had her back to me I decided it was time to give up on the ‘adjusting’ idea as her arse was so sweet to the touch and my face was so close I was getting a head rush from the sweaty musky smell. I gently removed my hands from her bare arse, “Sorry Tiff, I think it might be. What could he do? Dare he walk across that platform and sit next to her? Just say hello, nothing too intense or strange, just say hello. Then what? His mind reeled and his heart ached. Was this love or just madness? He feared it was both. —————————– Morning again, the train, her. Once again that smile, but this time it seemed to linger, it was more than just a good morning smile, wasn’t it? He couldn’t do this everyday, not knowing. He had to make that move. He could find an excuse to be on.