His office was in a nondescript office building on the third floor. Getting off the elevator she followed the office numbers to get to his, room 312. ...The door was open so she walked in and headed to the receptionist.“I’m here to see Albert Gordon?”“You must be Kathy Gouben.”“Yes, yes I am.”“Please have a seat Mr Gordon is on a call and will be with you soon.”She nodded her head and took a seat on the chair next to the coffee table and waited. Her nerves were frayed waiting for Gordon, not. It could be fever & I asked her, are you feeling feverish? Surprised, she said no, she’s not why? Now I am feeling totally jackass. I changed the topic by asking about her preparation & when she started I mean, even Rajdhani train was slow w.r.t her machine-gun talk, after-all she’ll be in the army now. When the train stops in the next location it was an isolated platform, even the lights were not on, the only lights were that of the train. Since I was feeling tired sitting for the past 3 hours. I reached down, and raised her legs one by one to my shoulders, exposing her dripping wet pussy once more. She groaned a pleasurable consent as I entered her again.She was now too loose and wet to feel. I rolled her over, and spread my legs on either side of her. I maneuvered my dick over her mouth. She clamped it tightly. I grabbed her by the bangs with one hand, and the jaw with my other."Clean me. Lick your pussy off me."She proceeded to lick and suck me back to glory. I felt myself harden. I politely walked over to them and offered to buy them a round. “SoCo and lime!” the three lovelies shouted in unison. I went to the bar, got the drinks and returned to the ladies. Each girl took hers and we downed them in unison. I then offered to take pictures for them. As I snapped away, they struck various poses. At first they were simple, but after three or four shots, they became more and more erotic. One girl would grab another’s tits, or run a hand up her ass. That sort of thing. “So.