He'd been asleep in the other bed but our cries and the sound of our fucking had awakened him. He'd grinned when I noticed he was awake and watching u...s fuck. Between gasps caused by his partners energetic thrusts I'd grunted that I wanted him to fuck my pussy just as hard as it was being fucked now.Now that his friend had vacated the bed, still stroking his cock he rose and walked closer where he could better watch me play with my pussy. "Isn't your pussy sore by now," he asked,. When we arrived at the hotel we couldn't wait to get in that room and tear each other's clothes off,and we were about to get into a nice and steamy 69 when there was a timid sounding knock on the door. I opened it cautiously, and there he was, the lucky candidate, with a bottle of champagne. His eyes almost popped out of his skull when he saw her lying on the bed, her huge tits rising and falling. 'You didn't say your friend was joining us.' she said reproachfully- but also with a hint of. Now here he was with his cock against my bum, his powerful hands on my arms, just inches from taking me by the boobs and giving me a proper hug. “Let’s clean this up, OK? There are some towels in the bottom drawer.” He stepped back and I bent to my knees to get out the towels. I turned to get back up and he hadn’t moved at all. Standing above me, so powerful with my future in his hands. Again, out come the tears and without a thought, he wrapped his hands on my head and pulled me towards him. I. “May I tell you something, Ricky?” His question wasn’t put timidly, but rather, like the opening to a conversation.“Go on,” I said.Elliot sounded determined, “We have lived next door to each other for a long time. Ever since that first day, I have thought about you. I wonder what you look like in the morning, at night. That suit leaves little to the imagination and mine is running wild right now.”“You are eighteen now, right?” I had to ask! This guy was going to be out of our lives forever.