“We’re both slippery,” I said…hovering above him. “Just like Duke and me were that first time!” His eyes opened wide. I knew he was re...dy and wanting me…I looked into his eyes…he was questioning…what I was doing hovering and still, just above his wet cock…It was our moment of truth…all the truth and nothing but…I held myself steady and looked at him.”What about Becky?” I asked. He didn’t answer. “Well???…” I insisted. I was still above his hot cock, nudging the tip with my cunt. Go ahead. She started and slowly moved to the door and opened it with her head peaking out only to receive the food she thought would be a small tray but it was wheeler and with lots of dishes and servings. This made her to open the door fully and turn back towards the bed and stops and turned again to face the man. This gave him ample time to gawk and think. His eyes looked bigger than earlier and a slimy smile on his face showed that he is judging Alia to be a bold and modern girl. He said. My eyes water and each violation of my ass draws a new, banshee-like howl from my lips.It is an indignity I would have tolerated more easily if he had at least had the courtesy of being brief. But he does not. The Russian pauses after what must be ten or twelve minutes. He is panting, I'm feeling nauseous and my anus is painfully swollen from the friction and stretching."One second," he tells me, painfully dragging the length of a solid two-thirds of his colon-destroying prick from my ass.. I buzzed from the lobby and the door opened, without him using the intercom. I stepped inside, aware that this was my last chance to be anonymous. I took the elevator to the 19th floor and knocked on his door. He opened it quickly and I was stunned. He was tall, short brown hair, good looking, and beaming with a sexual confidence that immediately got my attention. He was wearing a t-shirt and pajama pants. I shook his hand nervously, introducing myself. He smiled back knowingly and told me his.