He had more hair around his than mine but you could tell he kept it trimmed. I had just trimmed my hair down there so I looked smooth. I looked back...up at him and his eyes were locked on my cock. We weren't paying any attention to the porn. We watched each other stroke our cocks. Our heads fell back on the couch and our eyes met again. This time though he leaned up and I felt his moist lubed hand rub across my thigh and touch my right hand on my cock. I stopped and he moved my hand. A moment later, staring at the antiseptic and cold walls of an anonymous hotel room, thousands of miles away from the woman I loved. Aching to feel her arms around me, to feel the warmth of her smile and the emotion of her touch and connection.For some time, I just felt numbed into inactivity, not knowing what to do. Feeling empty and unsure of what to do.I was just coming around when my phone lit-up. ‘Jill cell.’ My heart leaped and my shaking fingers answered.“Hi, honey,” the love of my life. Emily did as she was told, trying not to think of the way her cunt and anus was now so indecently displayed between her thighs. Miss Ashton came forward again and traced her calf muscles, feeling her knee, and then tracing her thigh all the way up until her fingers grazed the side of her exposed vulva."Now, the other leg," Miss Ashton told her, pretending not to have heard Emily's surprised gasp as she'd fleetingly stroked the outer edge of her aroused vulva.Emily swallowed and took a grip on. She pulled her denims back on and zipped up her treasure, much to her sons disappointment, she looked at him, 'When you're older you can play with your girlfriends', she laughed and walked to where her handbag was, reached in and removed a business card and handed it to me, 'He's an old guy, well developed', and she winked again, 'Right up your street Mariel, you kind of fuck', I looked at her, 'Two sisters on his books', I replied, suddenly interested at pleasing a man with a good option.'Men.