Before bed that night she asked if she could take me up on that back rub still? I instantly got about half hard. I agreed and told her I would meet he... in her room in a few minutes. My heart was pounding in my ears as I went to get my oils and head back in there. My wife was already in bed so I knew I would be good to go. I slipped into Bev's room after lightly knocking. I told her to go ahead and take off her bath robe and lay face down whenever she was ready so I could start. I was expecting. But..." But what?" Let's practice the changeover, shall we? If you're too near the edge and we fumble it, that priceless spunk goes all over the carpet. And I'll have to go next door to Mr Ellis."So, we practiced. A few strokes into her cunt, then I shouted Action Stations, picked up her legs and draped them over my shoulders, and aimed for the ass. A good thing we'd practiced. The first time, she was too tight and I had to go upstairs for my KY. After that, it worked better, but I still. We’re here in this room. It might be a room we’ve paid for and don’t live in, but it’s real. I’m real and you’re real and what we just did was real. This is not the internet!” “I have to go,” she said. “Hannah! Come to the reading tonight. I want you there.” “What time is it?” she asked. “Eight. It’s at the main library.” “I can’t promise.” Hannah was at the door and I was still lying on the bed with my jeans on the floor. “Bye,” she said and blew me a kiss. I watched as she opened the. Though from where the bell tolled was a mystery as there were no buildings other than the pub for a hundred or so miles."Crikey," Bork exclaimed, showing some familiarity with Steve Irwin, "It looks like we're in for some heavy rain."My heart was racing and I was bathed in sweat. Was I was coming down with Stockholm Syndrome?As we were towed away from the pub, me pressed between the two other women in the cramped backseat, my bare legs rubbed against theirs. Ever the opportunist, I ran my.