R was married, asian, busty and petite. I initially paid no attention to her sexually, barely knew her. We got to the hotel and found I was booked in ...oom 101!!! I fell about. Binned that day – room 101 – nice reminder, thanks! But it broke the ice with ‘R’ as I explained why i was laughing about my luck. My male colleague from Inverness showed ‘R’ and me a pub crawl around the town. After a few jars and a few pubs, I was getting restless. R was wearing a low cut top and tight jeans. Great ass. She let out a long sow lingering sigh as she lowered her body onto his stiff cock. Mrs Palmer clung onto the seat rest and slapped her tits across the old mans face as she lifted her weight off the cock in her twat then slammed down again making Mr Huntley gasp. She gave a mischievous giggle then began fucking him like the energiser bunny! The old man soon got into the rhythm and slapped her arse cheeks on each downward stroke until her arse was as red as her hairy cunt. “That’s it. You. God, I hadn’t even thought of that!“Besides, you look so sexy. All that hard work you’ve put in at the gym, don’t you think you’d enjoy showing it off a little?”I started to stamp my feet, even did once, then realized it might be fun.“Good, it’s a little cool, but not so much that you’ll need a jacket. Besides, it would be a shame to cover you, the way that’s stretched over your chest. I wish you could see yourself in a mirror. These little nips are so nice and hard,” as he pinched a. I knew she was right over me but I didn't moveand she didn't touch me. I felt her face very close to my chest. I couldfeel her breath on my breasts. Then very faint I heard a noise. It sounded like amoan at first but it started to get louder. It was a growl. A deepthroaty animal growl. Her nose touched between my breasts and I heard hersniff in deep like an animal sniffing for prey. Her nose came up the sideof my breast and touched my nipple. She sniffed again and again growled.She started to.