Husband asking to give massage to Dhansree chechi

After a minute, he walked me to his car. He was staying in a luxurious suite in a top rated hotel. The hotel has an ‘elite’ floor which ordinary folks can’t even go to, and he was in that area. There was an outer area and a separate bedroom. Brad walked me into the bedroom, closed and locked the door, then took off his suit coat and tie and hung both of them up. He walked back over to where I was standing nervously. He stroked my face and put an arm around my waist and gave me a quick kiss. “You really are beautiful, and I’m sorry if this has upset you. This is new to you, and it’s neighbor new to me too. I’ve been with women but never with anyone who has a package. I wish you had a pussy, because I’d like to do things to it and make you feel as good as being with you makes me feel.” He began kissing me and stroking my back as he said that. He actually was making me feel good, even if it wasn’t what I wanted. While stroking and kissing me, he managed to unzip my dress, and eased it off me. I stepped out of it, and he quickly hung it in the closet, also taking off his pants and hanging them, before returning to me. “Baby, I want this to be a night you remember, but for the right reasons.” I was in bra and panties, while he was in boxer briefs as he walked me over to the king size bed. He unhooked my bra and slipped it off before lying down on the bed and pulling me down on top of him. I wanted to hate Brad. I wanted to hate what he was doing to me and what he was going to do to me. But he was so tender and loving that I couldn’t hate him. He kissed me, not roughly as I’d expected, but sweetly yet passionately, exploring my mouth, my lips, and my tongue, drawing me deeply into the kisses. Stephanie and I had shared thousands of kisses, and I’d kissed other women more than a few times, as well. I loved all that, and still wanted to kiss and be with women, but I’d never had kisses like this. I can’t say Brad was better, but he was wonderful in his own different way. He kissed across my cheek to my ear, where he kissed and nibbled on the earlobe before kissing his way down my neck. He kissed his way down to a boob, circling it with kisses, licks, and nibbles, slowly circling and working his way to the center and to my nipple. When he took my nipple in his lips, it Bhabhi was almost like electric shocks running through my body. I felt like I levitated off the bed. I know I arched my back and wanted him in a way that I never thought I would ever want a man. He took his hand and teased and stroked the other breast as his mouth made sweet love to the first one. I no longer was even sure who or what I was or what I wanted. All I knew was that I didn’t want Brad to stop. After a bit, he switched sides, kissing the boob he’d been fondling and now fondling the boob he’d been kissing. He continued until I was gripped by waves of pleasure running through my body. Every nerve ending was alive and they all were consumed in pleasure. She stretched out her shapely legs to obey. She had one hand holding one of my boobs and squeezing it. Hanna's body began to spasm rhythmically, her pussy neighbor enveloped her probing fingers. “Allah, yes!” I moaned, my pleasure screaming through me. Nothing much how about you? “oh I won't regret it” I chuckled grabbing her shirt right between the tits and lifting her up with it, I Bhabhi looked her dead in the eye as with my over hand I tore the shirt in two. “But I like it.” The fact that Sara was standing alone on the balcony fifteen minutes after the Bound One was supposed to arrive told me that the Bound One thought she’d found an easier route, and Sara had corrected her. Then he had to go through it all again as he showed me how to fasten the boots. Then she goes back to licking her Orcish mistress as I thrust. Although neither of us cared at the time, I'm certain that we could be heard throughout the hotel; indeed, even the passersby on the street below undoubtedly got an earful, albeit somewhat less clear than the other guests in the hotel. "Ohh god!" She had a branded nice pair of sunglasses and had a very fresh perfume on her. “Well, chill out, I’m playin’ nice here,” Kelly rebuked, shoving the errata within her purse around in frustration.