David pushed his chair back on its wheels with the same nonchalant ease he did every thing with and laid back. I suddenly noticed his reflection in th... window; he was checking my butt out. My tight hipster jeans just covered my buttocks, my tee shirt had ridden up my back and since I never wear underwear he had a clear view of the deep valley between my cheeks. I watched him lick his lips, god it made me hard. The bulge in my jeans was more than noticeable, I turned and smiled at him, he looked. All of these thoughts were just coming in and whizzing out of my mind. I was still trying to reach the ceiling.“Beta koi stool le ao”, she said. (Son get the step ladder or something)“Nahi nahi…” (No no!) I insisted as I kept panting and trying to reach up.Now I just couldn’t help it. This was it. I had to see her! I just had to!“Aray aray beta dhiyaaan se… acha?” (There son, be careful, ok??)As she was saying the OK, and looking up to see where my hand was, my eyes met hers. I had looked over. She left with him.They stumbled into the hotel room. She was naked quickly as she wasn't wearing much in the first place. Her eyes were lustful and she bit her lip, smiling as she stumbled backwards to the bed. Chris stripped and stood at the foot of the bed. She scooted forward and took Chris's cock into her mouth. She looked up at him. Chris noticed that she had an adorable beauty mark on her upper lip. "Do you want to record us?" She asked as she sucked his cock. Carrie was frothing. My tongue then traces your lips, so warm and inviting, and I can feel your breath becoming slightly uneven, as my lips travel to your mouth and kissing very softly at first, but slowly intensifying, my tongue gently pushing between your lips, tasting you, as you gently hold me and receive my kiss with a desire of your own. My leg moving between your legs again, moving up, and feeling you becoming aroused. Breaking apart from our kiss, my mouth moving down over your neck once again, whispering.