Another day here and we'd have to re-mortgage the house. I can't believe the bastards. Every fucking cock and every fucking cunt!. I'm surprised they ...didn't charge us by the weight of sperm. And there weren't no hint of this till we settled up. The fucking smile on that bastard girl's face." She nodded towards the demure but naked receptionist, who with a broad imperturbable smile was serving a bill to another white-faced couple. "I bet she enjoys stinging the fucking tourists! That's how this. On the third day, however, Sharmila introduced a variation. All seemed usual, the front door was ajar, and she was in the bedroom as per normal. Jake made himself comfortable, squeezing his hardening dick in his trousers with anticipation.Sharmila, though, appeared to have fallen asleep. She was on her front on the bed, arms folded and head to the side. After a few minutes of her not stirring, Jake called out. He received no answer. Eventually, he decided to investigate.In the bedroom Sharmila. "Fuck me now" she says, as she is pushing you away. You kneel between her wide open legs, see my penis already thrusting her vagina like crazy. "I want two cocks in that pussy" she adds and smiles at you "fuck me now". You get closer and start to slide your penis in. At first it's a bit tight, but you find a way and get it in. You feel how hot and wet she is and push your penis all the way in. Feeling her and me at the same time makes you crazy and as she moans out loud and says "fuck me hard". The next two days seemed to drag. She talked to Chris briefly on Wednesday night. They were both kinda giddy about the planned meeting the next evening. Chris told her to be on the look out for a bald guy with a goatee. Thursday arrived (finally). Caitlin arrived at Uno Mas fifteen minutes early. She looked around but did not see a bald guy with a goatee. She asked for a booth by the window. She ordered a blueberry margarita and waited. At about 6:55 Caitlin watched as a beat-up, POS (piece of.