It was difficult to guess, but she’d put him at around 40. “Julia?” he questioned. “Mr. Rossi! Hello.” She nearly stammered. Confidence ex...ded from him. He was a man who knew what he wanted, and always got it, that much was obvious. “Please, madam, call me Marco.” He said as he gently took her hand and kissed it. Julia’s mouth went dry as lower places moistened. She rose from her seat and greeted him with a smile. “Nice to meet you Marco, please have a seat.” They both sat and Marco slowly. All he had to do was avoid being seen crossing the road from his own house.He had long ago given up worrying about her reporting him, and the police checking for fingerprints or DNA. He often masturbated while in her house, spunking a tissue or into her toilet while sniffing her dirty panties. Once he even he masturbated over her kitchen table, rubbing his semen over the surface until it was invisible, then he sent her an email demanding that she pose for Mike in the kitchen, including a set. Miss K groaned pushed her hips into Tracy's hand as she felt her rub the tip on the rough fabric of her jeans, driving her wid. Tracy then started pumping Miss K's dick, enjoying the way the warm flesh felt as it grew in her hands."Stop, Tracy!" OK, OK," Tracy said, jerking her hand away from her friend like she was a hot stove. "I thought you liked that." I do, definitely," Miss K said. "But there's plenty of time for that. Besides, you've given me an idea." What?" Just wait till we get into. .Again dejected with my luck I just entered my room and ordered room service for their staple tea and alloo paratha…I gave up on all my hope and changed into my night suit ready to retire to bed,waited for my dinner..Bell on my door ,i open it and whom do I find……..Shrilatha…. I just stood still and sighed..She was more quick in her response as she entered the room and closed the door with her leg as both her hands were occupied holding the food tray..I jumped on her from behind and pressed her.