I had him stay in a near by hotel so I could spend the day with him while my husband was at work. I picked Stephen up at the airport and headed for th... hotel. Stephens appearance was nothing new to me as I'd had already seen his pictures. He looked more excited than nervous and I was curious just how much of the Mistress he could really take.The hotel was all decorated for the season and festive looking. We checked in and took the luggage, his bag and the one I brought with my little sex toy. Bill's kisses were deep andexciting; she responded despite her feeling of abhorrence and used herfree arm to embrace him. Instinctively her right hand clasped onto Joe'scock and started to slowly masturbate him. She felt her fingers slidealong the sleek hard shaft and then over the spongy bulbous head; shemanipulated the sensitive area at the bottom of glans and heard him sigh.Bill lifted his face from hers and Michele reluctantly allowed him toescape her embrace. He bent down and kissed her. ’ She stuck her tongue out at him and walked off, patting her thighs and calling for the dogs to follow. Jack sent them the order to go with her and keep her distracted for at least an hour. He knew they’d have no problem with finding their way back to the clearing. Once inside the RV, he scarfed down some cookies and did his meditative exercises. Half an hour later, he was in the theater, looking up intimate secrets for the letters he would send to the seventeen American and five Canadian. Bobbie Jo just could not believe what she was seeing. Steve was treating his wife like one of those loose women you would read about in novels. She watched as he began to thrust forward and backward and could see his cock going in and out of her pussy. This action made Betty Jo’s breasts swing with each thrust. He was fucking her.As Bobbie Jo watched she could not take her eyes off the scene she was viewing. She attempted to ignore the feeling of tension building inside her. Steve was pounding.