" I turned on my left side to face her, tucked my newly erect cock between her thighs and reached around with my right hand to gently massage the chee...s of her delicious bubble-butt. "So," I said with a grin, "just how sleepy are you," and I began a slow back and forth movement between her thighs as my cock began to separate the outer lips of her pussy.She reached between us with her right hand, gripped my erection and changing position slightly pointed its head between her outer labia. A. It was followed by a text, “-WHY AREN’T YOU HERE YET?”Any thoughts of his wedding ring were instantly forgotten as he oriented himself to the hallway. His cock was rock hard. He pressed his hand to it and squeezed, searching for room 522 with a fevered pitch.He had to calm down and compose himself before somebody called the police. He could see it in his mind, “Officer, there is a fifty year old maniac walking around looking at everyone’s door while squeezing his cock! Please do. That sounded like a decent plan to me even though I wanted to go see my friends in California again. The real problem with their announcement was that my sisters had already contacted all of their friends back in California, telling them that they were coming for a visit. That of course prompted a fight between the four of them that would last throughout the weekend.I wanted nothing to do with their fight and I did not care about the change of date other than basketball tryouts would start the. “It’s simple, really,” she thought to me, somewhat sheepishly. “You did not die when A’komi slipped the ring on your finger.”I unconsciously shuddered as I recalled her telling me how I could have died when A’komi slipped the ring on my finger and decided to take a short break.Looking out from the mountain where I had settled on a convenient log, I stared at the sea as I considered details of her story that I had not considered before.Paramount among them was why I hadn’t died when A’komi.