”He began to stand, but I held up a hand. “Finish your lunch. I’m going to get myself a drink while you do.” I stood, and as I did, he stirred... “No, relax and finish your lunch.”At the counter, I ordered, and obtained, a frozen caramel macchiato, which soothed both my taste-buds and my agitation.Rob finished before me, but didn’t move until I set the empty glass down and rose to my feet.He walked with me to the MG. Now, he did say he wasn’t really familiar with cars, and the MG is, well, dated. I needed to cum, but felt doing so would have been almost a betrayal of Lizvette. I needed to cum for her. In her. Because of her. Just as I had last night, as I forced her little body to stay impaled on me, even as she tried to free herself as my orgasm became obvious. And didn't a fleeting thought of Bethie cross my mind as I did that to Lizvette? Something I could never allow myself to do with my own little girl. Not even if she asked me to. And she would never ask me to. And if she did,. Rob’s mouth fell open and his face turned pink.“I’m getting close,” he said.“Cum in me,” I said. “I want your load inside me.”Who is this person talking? I wondered.Rob shifted position slightly, and hit something inside that sent a wave of ecstasy through me. Again and again, he pushed against it - I realized it was my prostate - and soon I noticed something was leaking from my cock. I grabbed Rob’s ass and rammed him against me.“Oh, Goddddd,” he said, a long, drawn-out, animal moan that ended. Here, in the hotel lobby, I met the protagonist of the story- Abhiraj. He was continuously ogling at me, but that was nothing new to me in Delhi. I was used to being ogled at by men of all age groups. He showed us to our rooms while his eyes were stuck on my boobs.What followed was a day full of food, gossips, laughter, and chit chats. Finally, it was Sangeet time, and we all went to our rooms to get ready. I didn’t want to lose such a chance to display my oozing hotness in a sexy dress.
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