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Now it was a no brainer and I too removed my saree and rest of my clothes. He made me lay on the quilt and got on top. Thanks to dark tints on the glasses I felt comfortable that no one could peep inside.
We got into 69 where he ate my pussy while I gave him a blowjob. Then he got on top and we had a quick 30mins love making session. This time too I made him cum in my mouth, firstly because I wanted to drink his juice.
Second because I wanted to avoid making a mess in the car. All the while the engine was running with AC on full, despite that we were both panting and sweating heavily.
He gave me a towel to clean. I wiped him first then myself. Then he got dressed and gave me my new inners and the clothes he had taken out to wear.
This was my first time having sex in a car and I thoroughly enjoyed every minute of it. I wore the new clothes and folded my old saree with the rest and kept it in my bag. I was sure I will only need the saree again while returning home.
Before I was about to step out Putta said “pack your footwear also”. I looked at him puzzled, I asked “what will I wear then”? Putta took out bright red colour heeled sandals from his bag and gave them to me.
He said “from now on you will not wear any of your old clothes”. I don’t know how he found out my shoe size but whenever he would have bought them, his choice was superb and I loved it.
I got out and sat in the front passenger seat, I recollected I was actually wearing everything new now which Putta had bought me. Soon we were back on the road again and after a few hours we reached a posh star hotel by 9am.
It sure looked very expensive to me. We got down from the SUV and now I felt shy being in public wearing these new clothes and I told Putta about it. He put his hand around my waist pulling me on to him.
He said “relax Munni, You are looking really hot and insanely gorgeous”. I couldn’t help blushing at his compliment and buried my face in his chest. He said “Munni next three days and nights no one will bother us and you do not have to worry about anything except me. Are you happy”?
I playfully patted his chest and said “yes I am very happy darling. I only wish this would be permanently like this”. He kissed my forehead and said “patience dear, patience. It will happen”.
Soon the hotel staff came to us and carried our bags. Putta had booked the room under Mr. Pramod Dayal and Mrs. Sarita Dayal. I felt very shy when the receptionist welcomed us calling that name and asked us for ID proof.
Pramod gave his while I gave mine. The receptionist was confused because my last name was different. Pramod pitched in saying “We just got married a week ago, so it will take time to get everything updated”.
She smiled and gave us the room keys. She said softly to me “Maam your room is ready just the way you wanted”. I shyly smiled at her without being able to utter a word.
Before walking towards the elevator I somehow mustered a thank you to her. She wished us a good time and we went with the attendant to our room.