Despite the passions he was stirring in her, Julie could not help to look around the small booth. She noticed a hole in the opposite wall and inquired...what it was for. Tom called it a glory hole and explained men put their dick through it for women and other men to suck. Julie was amazed. Tom told her sometimes anonymous sex can be thrilling. He asked if she wanted to try it. She agreed. Tom left her and went into the booth next door. Julie watched as his cock slid through the hole. She asked. "On the ride back to Rome she rode close to him and said pensively. "Itruly envy you Carlo!" Why, my lady?"She laughed ruefully. "Well people spit and make the sign of the crossat me to ward off the evil eye. My body is used as a political bribe.You have freedom, you're unmatched with the sword and nobody - even mybrother would dare insult you! He's afraid of you, you know?"Carlo considered. "He probably is - his skill with arms is at bestaverage. But my life could be over tomorrow - he who. Sooo soft and juicy they were and then she also understood the art of kissing. We had a really long smooooooch and she wanted more. But I stopped with kissing because I had other areas to cover. I started moving down her neck and gave her small kisses and then came to her boobs. I removed the saree pallu. Now she was in her blouse. I juz opened it and removed her bra too. Her white plump boobs were in front of me. I started circling around her nipples. She could not resist this and started. My hand in her panties, a finger moving deep inside her. Silky feel of her sparse blonde hair against my palm as I pushed against her mound; her hand unbuttoning the top fastener of my Levi's. Still locked in a kiss, her hand slipped inside my briefs, her fist closing over my hardness. I remember moaning inside her mouth the first time she grasped me. Her hand slowly gripped and released in that same tantalizing rhythm she'd used outside my pants. I pressed my hand hard against her, pushing.