Last night when she arrived she ate well, had a couple of glasses of wine and slept soundly. This morning she got the call from the concierge. Now she...has stripped naked, tidied all identifying possessions into the wardrobe, and unlatched her hotel room door. She shivers, excited about what's about to happen. She can't resist cupping her boobs in her palms, squeezing her fat nipples between thumb-base and fingers.The call means that the concierge has found a participant in the game. It doesn't. I took a seat. She went straight to the bathroom.“Seems I passed the test,” I grinned.“With good marks,” he admitted pouring an icy beer in two glasses and pushing one to me. I hadn’t seen her pulling that face since Brazil was defeated at the world cup. Welcome aboard.We toasted.Since the Brazilian lady was married to the sex-shop guy and the contest was for couples, I still needed a partner. With Luna on a trip, I focused my lower belly needs on Betty, a gloomy just-divorced thirty-something. Now I straighten up and stand sideways to give him another look at my tits in the brassiere. I undo the bra straps, holding the cups in place for a moment, then letting first one boob, then the other, fall out and hang freely in all their seductive glory.Now I am fully naked. I stand proudly, hands on hips, enjoying the effect I knew I was having on Alex as well as the delicious sensations in my own body. The anticipation of what is to come, the fulfillment that my body needs, is almost. He asked about a condom, but I did not have one. He said “Ok then Barbie Doll do you swallow.” I know it is gross, but if I keep to this life style I will need to learn how to take it so I replied “No, but I will for you.” He pushed his hard cock past my lips slowly to the back of my throat. I gagged and coughed. He told me to tilt my head back and swallow the cock as he pushed it in deep. He would push it in until he felt me clench his ankles and then back off. I don't know how long we did.