Most of the girls who would talk to me were either homely, fat, or both. I was as shy as shy can be. Most of the girls who talked to me were equally s...hy. The conversations were always short. None of us had any people skills. Stereotypical nerds. And, like most high-school nerds, just admitting that I wanted to date one of these girls would make me susceptible to even more ridicule. Therefore, most of my sexual fantasies were played out in my dreams or with my best friend, Rosy Palm (my five. I welcomed her in and asked her to have a seat. When she came in I could feel she was not very sure of herself at that particular moment. She just stood there in the middle of the room looking around and kind of uncomfortable.I was confused too, what exactly does this beautiful babe want from me in the middle of the night in a hotel room which actually could not wait till next day. I cautioned myself, it could be trick or maybe she does need something else that just a mad fuck. You never know –. Mmmm and she just moved her fingers in my hair and pressing me head more towards her boobs, I was sucking the right boob and the other side playing with the left then I took the left one and playing with the other its continue for minimum 10 minutes and thenI move down to her flat belly and suck her navel with my tongue and bit two or three places but still I was in my shorts and she is in her small panty. After sucking and biting I move towards her panty and start to rub her thigh with one. Still scared about the nightmare I opened my door and went through the lounge towards the living room, but every room was dark and empty. So I walked straight to my parents bedroom, a dim light was shining bellow the door.I opened the bedroom door slightly and quiet, straightaway I peeked inside the dimly lit room. Clothes were lying criss-cross on the floor and male underwear on top of it.I noticed white ladies underwear that was lying near the footboard, then I raised my view and centered it.