She tells him the hot water is making her feel very horny.Laughing, she wonders aloud how she will be able to keep her hands off the waiter when she g...es down to breakfast.The noise from the shower stops.When she speaks again, her voice sounds clearer. She reports that she is now about to dry herself.Sound and vision, the young man thinks to himself.The screen on his phone flickers to life, and he sees a picture of her standing before him toweling her hair. She is bent forward, drying the hair. Even then, Dave wanted more detail about length and girth!Finally, my loving husband’s inquisition was over and we could return to discussing more normal matters before we finally fell asleep, tired from a wonderful day of romance and making love.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~‘All good things must come to an end’ as I learned studying Chaucer at college. That was our Monday morning, as the real world of work, stress, and down-sizing broke into the happy little bubble of utopia. He demonstrated a level of skill I hadn't realized existed outside the pages of erotic novels, but even so, I knew he was holding something back. I didn't know what it was, but I was growing more and more anxious to find out.At work, I found myself daydreaming about him; a novel experience. At my desk, I would find myself remembering the previous night's activities, and feel warm, sticky liquid seeping out between my pussy lips as my pulse accelerated. I would squeeze my thighs together and. I could feel him climb on top of me and placing his cock on my tight smooth hole. He either added som lubricates or spit and I could feel his cock head sliding up in my tight ass, with a little pleasurefull pain that made me moan surprisingly loud. He waited a few seconds before he continued to press his cock slowly up in me so I could feel every inch of it sliding up my assHe pulled back out a bit and started to fuck my tight hole quickly while having one arm around my neck like in a choking.