When I went there and rang the doorbell a married lady opened the door. Her name is madhu mitha. Whe looked like a sex goddess with her shiny skin sex... body. That anybody ll like to fuck her. She asked me first to sit down and have coffee. Then to do the work. When she gave me coffee it mistakenly fell in my pant making it very dirty. She asked me to go to bathroom and clean myself I went and after cleaning I took a wash with no clothes.When I closed my eyes and continued washing I felt a. I should have spoken up more. No man should be treated like this. I knew better. Taking a taxi was far safer. I tried to explain to her about possibility and danger of getting lost in a city like Chicago. After she dismissed my concerns for safety, we got the rental car. A few wrong turns, and we were lost in a bad neighborhood. I wanted to retrace our track and go back to the safety of the airport. But she insisted in trying to find our hotel. Soon we got hopelessly lost. When I. Finger gently out, I lick it, then move towards her with my mouth. She’s on all fours on the bed, arse in the air and open to see. I gently kiss her cheeks, moving towards her sweet, dark hole. A kiss upon it, then I start to circle with my tongue. She gasps, loving the feeling I am giving her. Anal play. Usually clean. I need to taste her more, more. I push my tongue into her hole and she moans, turned on by what I am doing. In hard, as hard as my tongue will go. I always love the smoothness,. It seemed that Peter was very disorganised, there were papers in piles on his desk, and even on the carpet. We seemed to get on just fine, but he did indicate that he had several applicants for the job.On my way home it began to rain quite heavily, and I did not have my brolly with me. I rather liked the rain, it reminded me of the times that I would cycle over to black Crow woods with my brother Simon. We enjoyed being naked together and getting a good soaking, and we always ended up fucking.