She laughed as she went to get a glass of water.Then things took a turn I wasn’t prepared for.Courtney came back into the room and started checking ...out my weights. “Greg,” she said, “I think I want to start lifting weights. Will you teach me how?”“Teach you how to lift weights?” I asked. I was shocked.“I know it’s not, like, rocket science or anything, but I’m sure there’s a right way and a wrong way to do it.”I didn’t like the idea. I saw female bodybuilders in my weightlifting magazines, and. He said that we would drive to the party on the other side of town and we rode together, by ourselves. I was naked as soon as the limo got on the road and was sucking and fucking my rapper lover until he spewed a huge load in my cunt. I sat back and we shared a joint before putting on my dress and entering the party when we had arrived. It was a much smaller affair than the other two parties, with only 5 guys and 3 girls, including Desmond and I. We had a few drinks before I excused myself to. She was damn too good for her professional attire. I shake her hand and gave a smile. She too greeted me well. Then she had her car and told us to get into the car. I and my sister sat in the car. I just asked what was the issue? why she had called me suddenly to Kerala. My sister and her friend saw each other and exchanged a smile. My sister told let’s to reach the hotel and then let’s have a talk.I was confused and very eager to know the reason. We reached the hotel. WOW. It was a very good. Our travel was as expected with blowjobs and handjobs from Bangalore to Goa. We reached Goa at night. We both were tired as hell and I slept as soon as I reached the room. The next day morning my boyfriend got a call from his parents saying that something important has come up.He: Hey babe, I am sorry I have to go.Me: WTF, what happened?He: My parents are not explaining anything.Me: What about this trip?He: I am sorry, we have to go before they find out. I am not in the hostel.Me: Fuck your.