She let go of it. No, don’t…don’t let go. Keep doing that, I told myself. Doesn’t she like it? “I like how it felt” she told me. Sitting... and facing her I told her how I loved how her perfume smelled. But for some reason I couldn’t tell her how turned on I was about feeling her tits. I wanted to. They did turn me on. Feeling them, her tits, was extraordinary. Feeling them was heightening. I felt my cock tingle, more. I wanted her to know that too. I wanted to tell her how amplified, how turned. "... there is some very nice porn. Call it erotica if you want. The difference is the quality." But it's just sex! What's redeeming about it?" It needs redemption?" Now, you know what I mean. Do you think if you brought me some quote-unquote 'well written erotica' that I could find it interesting?"He didn't answer for a second, then said: "You know, as your supervisor I really don't think I should have an opinion on that." But seriously..." But seriously, trouble like this is something I don't. I immediately took my phone out, downloaded Oyo app and booked a room. We bought condoms on the way to the hotel and once we reached inside the room, I locked the door and turned back.Priya pushed me towards the door and started kissing me while pressing my dick over my pants. She was hurting my dick. My dick was throbbing to come out of the pants. She then bent on her knees, removed my pants and underwear and started jerking my dick while looking into my eyes. My co-worker looked like a bitch. The you should slam it back into me as hard as you can. Repeat the action until you hear me tell you to stop.” Rod came again that night and we fucked weekly at first but quickly it became nightly.”“Ok thats a great start. So tell me about your first night of the honeymoon.”“We went to a cheap hotel. Straight up to the room. I wanted to get fucked right away so I just undressed before going into the bathroom to clean my teeth. When I came back out Rod was in bed naked. I climbed in beside him..