Was that Ronnie or was it Ron? I then realized that Ron had moved further down the bed. It had to be Ron. Fuck! I had never been touched by a man and ...t worried me.When Ronnie’s second orgasm hit it was too much for me. It sent me over the edge. I pumped and pumped and pumped deep inside her. It felt as if I had deposited a gallon into her but it was probably more like two or three thimbles full. At least that hand down there had disappeared. That was a bonus. I was really opposed to being. I was already fully hard and turned on so didn't let this last long, I took my cock out of her mouth and moved to her pussy and gently eased my way inside her. When fully in I told her that she really wanted the room service to watch her pussy get filled, and she groaned her agreement, I then put two fingers at her lips and asked her how much she wished she had another cock to suck on. She moaned loudly and sucked my fingers in, I then asked her to tell me how much she wanted a cock to suck,. He doesn’t have to work tomorrow and he would hate to see me drive home this late. He asked if my husband would be ok with it. That is when I texted my husband and he said it was fine. We were both pretty tired at this point and decided to turn out the lights and go to bed. We kissed good night and we started off facing each other but then I turned over to face the other way hoping he would spoon me. I love that feeling. But then I heard him breathing heavy and knew he was asleep. I must have. I had never seen one apart from in grubby porn mags found in local woods. I was fascinated. I did not expect to see all the folds of skin. (I was naive) Rose spread what she called her pussy lips and showed me her clit and explained what lovely sensations she felt when it was stimulated. She told me to get closer and I could smell her sweet musk. Without thinking I put my mouth to her pussy. I loved the smell and taste. “ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yes.” Rose murmured,” Lick me sweetie. Taste me. Make me.