I was in heaven, enjoying this beautiful romantic scene. Slowly she also started responding and we both went into deep French kiss. Meanwhile I moved ...my hands towards her boobs and started feeling them, they were very soft.Then she got separated and asked me to fuck her today in a hotel. I got very excited and happily agreed. Then she took me to a rich hotel. We went in the hotel holding each other’s hand as a couple and checked in. she paid and took the keys. The room was on the 3rd floor.. After a long time, we were alone, as my 8-year-old son was with my friend.We relaxed and made a good hot coffee as we relaxed to get ready again. The night was still hot. The rain was still on. As we stay on the fourth floor. Our balcony overlooks greenery and other buildings of Delhi Cantt. It was quite late night and we were sitting in the balcony enjoying the rains.We were having smoke and playing with each other. She was wearing a loose low cut sleeveless t-shirt with a loose skirt. I was. One afternoon it was teeming down with rain. I sat inside bored to death so I decided to drive down to my local pub for a couple of pints.After I got home, a key entered the door. When it opened, in came my sixteen year old cousin Deborah who was soaked through. "Oh my god!" I said as she shook off a little rain. "Oh hi David, I'm soaked, the bus don't come down this estate," she moaned. "Get a towel and dry yourself off," I said as I handed her a bath towel, her school pullover was clinging to. It was still his wife’s voice, but she now spoke with a simple, immature, almost childlike lilt.“Bugger him,” Peter growled roughly.“I liked him,” Cyndi protested. “He was sweet to me. He was gentle every time he fucked me. ”“Don’t use that word! He’s lucky just to get a broken nose,” Peter sneered.For a few moments she seemed more concerned for her would-be client but her anxiety faded when the fat man scurried from the room, grabbing his clothes in a bundle from the chair with one hand while.