I would come over to London as I regularly need to be there for business anyway; book a good restaurant and have something drink. on the way back to the hotel I notice she is getting desperate to ********, but we have a 15 minute taxi ride still to get to the hotel.....she is holding her hands between her thighs now, wiggling a bit to hold up. we arrive at the hotel, enter the elevator, and I press her against the wall, hand on her belly and pushing. She will moan and whisper in my ear to stop as she will ******** herself if i continue. I let go, walk to the room and there again press her against the wall. her dress moving up, my hands between her legs.....
and then.....