‘Sure I am ready’, I replied, looking through him and directly into the gaze of my soon to be lover, wondering how big his cock was and how he lik...ed to use it. I had downed half of the bottle of wine and suggested we take it back to his room, well we were only here to relieve him of his semen, so we would be travelling back home after the fuck, regardless of how long it lasted. The room was very basic, almost cold like and functional, as we walked in, the bed was big enough, queen size, and I. Looking back to my bike I noticed that the bitch seat was wet. Looking at this cunt laughing on the ground her god damn crotch was soaked. Did you piss yourself on my bike? No that machine is like a big vibrator I loved it, I fuck’n loved it; she squeals and starts rubbing her cunt through her jeans. Now that’s something I've never seen before, a chick cumming on a hard tailed bike bitch seat. Shit man; I’m going too need to clean that god damn seat before it starts’ to draw flies it was that. We started all over again, opened the window a little bit because we were hot and the compartment was heated a bit. We removed our clothes, he asked me not to remove my bra. Nikhil came to check and saw us in nude figures. He couldn’t resist, he climbed in too. There was no space actually but it was all coming true. Three-some finally. I was in dog position, Ankit at my end and Nikhil to the front and then turns were changed before people could climb back.Nikhil too became nude and saw his rod. Tommy.He walked along the road to Mrs Hudson’s house and let himself in, he put the box on the table and placed the note next to it, then he let himself out and went for his walk.Mrs Hudson had left by the time he returned home, his mother looked up as he entered the room. ‘Tommy, could you give Maureen a call, she said it’s rather important.’ ‘Sure mum, just looking for something in the drawer.’ He slipped the key back where he found it and went to the phone. Mrs Hudson picked the phone up.