Sylvia saw his glistening, erect cock twitching with lust before he once again hammered the entire length of his shaft into the woman again. "Aaah, ye...s!" she cried. "I bet she likes that!" "Yeah," the man said, now fucking her in a moderate, insistent rhythm. "She loves it." It felt strange to be in the hotel room, uninvited, watching a strange man in the act of fucking. It turned her on, and she showed her pussy off to him, parting her labia, allowing him a glimpse of the wet, pink flesh. I wanted without covering I said manjula come in and now she was feared I haven’t covered it Manjula:sir what are you doingMe:come on manjula its normal why you dont do urself with fingeringManjula:sir sir (she was unable to reply for my direct questions)Me:come on manjula do your workManjula:ok sirAs she was sweeping I can see she was eyeing on my dick and I wanted touching my balls in front of her,she was about to leave the room I hold her hand and I can feel her high heart beat and I pushed. I don't recognize you, so you must be Diane's husband." That's right," I said, holding out my hand. "I'm Doug Hansen," I managed before he nearly crushed my hand in his grip. It took all my self control not to react to his stupid stunt. What the hell was he trying to prove?"Boy, you sure got yourself a great looking wife, Doug, old boy. Just your size, too," he smirked."Yeah," I agreed vaguely, "lucky me."I'd only met the guy in the last thirty seconds and already I didn't like him."Excuse me,. “Is there anything I can get you? A glass of water, maybe?” “Hi,” he said nervously … and then nothing else. Vicky smiled, not just with her mouth but with her whole face. The poor guy was more nervous than she was and this was her first flight out the academy. “Hi, to you too, Sir. I’m Vicky.” “No. I’m sorry,” he stammered. “High. How high? The plane?” Nervous flier, she thought. The plane’s nearly empty, I bet I could sit here and hold his hand the whole way. And if he got really nervous, he.