“Hey. What just happened?” I ask, pulling her hand back over to me.“I just don’t ever want to be like her,” she says so quietly I can barely... hear her.“You’re nothing like her, Lauren. I can say that because I just spent an entire day with your ex. Everything she says is dripping in deceit and manipulation. You’re so warm and loving and maybe you put on a hard exterior, but I see who you really are. I feel safer with you than I ever have with a woman. Olivia didn’t make me feel that way. Quite. Things were going very normally.. Then one day our hostel warden who was an old person passed away.. So after a few days a new hostel warden came and took charge.. He was a guy in his early 30’s.. Let’s call him Sanjay. He was around 5 feet 7inches and had ana athletic body.. He was a bit dark complexioned.. We were all looking forward to meeting him and finding out what sort of person he was.. Well he seemed like a pleasant person to us.. He would come to our rooms and talk to us and all.One. I loved it. She seemed to be enjoying it too, obviously. And then I asked her permission, to get away with clothes. She moaned out a yes, and I hardly waited before I pulled her top off and her bra and dug into those 34d boobs. I could cup them so enjoyably, and nibble on them. And to hear her moan between all that was the cherry on the icing.Then as I kept going down, to the navel, I pressed a hand between her legs, and Suddenly her face popped up with eyes wide and a moan. I knew I had hit. She pulled my cock out of her mouth while still holding it firmly in her hand. She looked up at me and said, “OK, as long as we hurry.” She got up, letting go of my cock. We both headed towards the back door and inside. As soon as I closed the door, she grabbed my cock again. “God Tom, your cock is beautiful!," she said as she started stroking it. “Maybe we should go to the bedroom," I suggested. She turned while still holding my cock and lead me to the living room. She immediately dropped to.