4th floor, room 4.69.He should've taken the lift. A bit exhausted he reaches the target floor. Immediately he notices weird souncs coming from further... down the corridor. Rhythmic bumps, a muffled voice? Two voices? It's really hard to tell... With one heavy bag of luggage in each hand he hurries along the hallway towards the source of the commotion. Room 4.69. Standing right in front of the door he thinks he can even perceive muffled screams mixed with slapping and bumping. Is someone being. We piled his luggage into my car and headed to my place. Our highways startled my English guest. In many sections of them, we were driving in eight lanes. ‘Damn, Sarah, I don’t see how in this world you find your way around here! I’d get lost quickly!’ I had to explain that he was in a large city where everyone needed a car to get from point A to point B, we don’t have as good a transportation system as he has in his country. He shook his head in disbelief as he ran the fingers of his right. About her, her name was Saanvi (name changed) she was short with white complexion and 30d sized boobs.I went after her and expressed her that I love her. I didn’t know it was love or lust. After a month she accepted my proposal with the consent of her friends. After that, we started meeting in a net cafe. After 4 to 5 meets the first time I kissed her. First kiss of my life most amazing feeling.Then meets started increasing and I went from kissing to pressing her boobs. As her boobs were not. I could see the material of her dainty panties. I was so excited and nervous. I layed on the bed for what seemed like hours, contemplating my fate. I was to totally aroused. My nipples felt hard and tight. They were so sensitive, that I could feel the air blowing over them. I wanted something to happen already. I needed something to happen.I heard the door open. As I strained to look, I saw Mistress Rebecca walking towards me. She had on a tight black leather or rubber outfit. I couldn't tell.