I agreed, hopped in a cab and went downtown. When I got to the hotel I knocked on the door and she answered in her robe. She looked great, even better...than her pictures which was a pleasant surprise. She was about 5’5, in great shape for her age, long curly dark hair, and really sexy eyes. She invited me in and asked if I wanted a drink. We both has a glass of scotch and made some small talk, then she asked if I wanted to smoke a joint with her. I remember about halfway through the hotel staff. She cupped the man's hairy sac in one hand and squeezed it gently, while with the other hand she stroked the base of his telephone-pole prick. Robert tried to match her motions with his own hands on his own nuts and cock.Deacon Ramsay watched his wife filling her mouth with another man's prick and imagined that it was her mouth on his cock instead of his hand. He could see that Marilyn was teasing her bedmate's bum with her fingers while her head moved rhythmically up and down as she fucked his. It feels like his dick has grown and all I can do is wait for him to come. Just before he does, he pulls out his dick and squeeses it between my buttocks, all of his cum is now running down the inside of my leg. I feel him no longer and I think it's over. I start crying silently and I want to leave. But the new guy wasn't done yet. Without me seeing it, he bend over, made his hand into a fist and drives it hard into my pussy. This time I did scream. He bangs it in so hard and deep that he. As I walked across the ridge I looked for it, but it avoided my gaze. I was glad it wasn’t hunting season, or this trip would be much more dangerous. I came across a small piece of a salt lick someone put out the previous fall, which was probably why the doe was in the area. Going back into the trees I found the sports bra hanging from a bush, and collected it in my backpack to share space with the t-shirt. She’d need them back: at least it was evidence she didn’t plan to leave without me. She.