" Great. Call me Nick. It's nice to meet you."She smiled back and it didn't quite seem like a front desk smile. "You already know I'm Jeannie," as she... held out her hand to shake mine. I shook it and could have sworn I felt a jolt of something when our hands touched. I thought her eyes got wide for a fleeting moment, as if she felt it as well, but immediately convinced myself I was imagining it. I know a tent began to spring up in my pants and I glad I was standing close to the desk so she. He told me that his one top friend Palash and his cd GF Priya (cd name) will join us. I instantly agreed to the plan. Its Wednesday. I had few cd clothes so wanted some really special for the trip. I went online and bought two bras, pink and black, matching panties, a bob wig, shorts and mini skirt. In WhatsApp Rohit created the group. We exchanged our pics and started planning there. Palash was more hotter than Rohit. Well built and bigger dick. Priya was also beautiful. He was little chubbier. I was shaking with excitement, his cock was right in front of my face so I just lent forward and brushed my lips across its velvety head.When I opened my mouth and took his stiff cock into my mouth, it was awesome. It was a dream come true.Tightening my lips around the shaft I sucked and stroked him as hard as I could. All I could think about was that I wanted him to cum in my mouth, I wanted to feel the power of his cum spewing across my tongue and splashing against the back of my throat.I. ‘Let go of me you asshole. You fucking mother-fucking bastard. Dickless fucking shit-headed wanker son of a whore.’ He laughed at her language, as the unending stream of improbable profanities continued. He panted. ‘You have a very colourful turn of phrase Lady. Have you perchance worked in a whorehouse? Or frequented one?’ ‘Fuck you!’ ‘You did that earlier. Now it’s my turn to fuck you. And believe me I will return the favour with interest.’ He grasped her shirt and tugged it over her head.