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Filipina Pick-up

... Filipino hotels can be prudish about bringing women back to hotel rooms. Every now and again, there is some kind of crackdown on prostitution, though not very well managed. I try to avoid trouble by using different hotels, even moving between hotels on a single trip. Hotel management, and Filipinos generally, can be a bit unpredictable.

The hotel rooms though, except for the cheapest, are often good and spacious - sometimes by accident. Although I only needed and only paid for a single room, I had a lounge area with a sofa and tv and a separate bedroom. I think it was intended as a family room. Both Marie and Marcie were impressed.

I got them to select what they wanted from the room service menu. I said that I would have to order, but they could answer the door when the food came up. Waiting staff don't really care who is in the room. The order was mainly what Marcie wanted, but I was quite happy with that. I phoned the order down and then spoke to Marie quietly.

"I need to freshen up. I'll have a shower and that will give you a chance to settle Marcie and say whatever you need to keep her out of the way for a while. Then you can shower too and join me in the bedroom, ok?"

She tilted her head down in agreement. I could see that she appreciated my thoughtfulness, and that made her feel closer and happier being with me. I went off to take a shower and, more importantly, to release my cock, which felt most uncomfortably restricted in my pants.

After my ...

... shower, I put on the white fluffy dressing gown provided by the hotel. I checked that there was one ready for Marie too, which I gave to her.

"There's some scented shower gel," I said, "make yourself smell sweet for me!"

She grinned and disappeared into the bathroom.

I waited a moment to make sure she was not going to suddenly pop out again. Marcie was on the sofa enjoying the room service food and watching some TV program, which seemed to be a game show about relationships.

I sat down beside her, letting my dressing gown fall open. My cock was only semi-hard but it started to stiffen knowing that Marcie was looking at it.

"You are bad showing me like this."

"I know you like to see it. You do like to see it, don't you?"

She smiled, she didn't want to say (but of course she did!).

"It's big, much bigger than my uncle's."

"You've seen your uncle's cock?"

"It gets big and stiff, but not as big as yours!"

I thought that I would have liked to have found out a bit more about that, but I didn't have a lot of time before Marie came out of the shower.

"You know that I'm going to put this inside your momma, don't you?"

Marcie looked at me. She gave a slight nod, so that I might think she had not heard or maybe not answered.

"Do you want to watch me fuck your momma? Do you want to see my cock sliding up inside her pek-pek?"

Marcie looked at me, but this time gave no clues, although I sensed her interest.

I fished out five one thousand peso ...