Rana was and focus on the task at hand. His mind, however was busily eating her pussy, sucking on her breasts, and being balls deep in her velvet vice... Rana was equally unfocused, she was asking questions, but on her legal pad she was doodling a veiny and hard cock that was ejaculating profusely instead of taking notes. Every time she looked up from her doodle, she looked him in the eyes and imagined him ravishing her on her desk, or on the couch, or standing up at her office door. The room. Still, there was no sign of either Jamilah or Marc.Well, I should probably ask them, they might want to have breakfast downstairs… Fadi headed upstairs, and midway he heard not only the shower from the bedroom’s adjoining bathroom but also soft moans.Oh… For a moment he thought about waiting, and not going upstairs. He didn’t want to be improper and barge in since they were most likely both in the shower. At the same time, having made such an amazing omelet, he also wanted to let them know that. My wife was laying back on the couch rubbing her pussy and I got down and started eating her. She started telling me how much she enjoyed it and said she was so tempted to just reach down and start fingering it for him. I was still eating her and she asked if she could do it again sometime but next time let him watch her get herself off. I kind of liked the thought of it and said uh huh and the minute I did my wife pulled me face into her harder and started cumming. When she was threw she just. Before he closed the door, Brena stepped out of her room and joined him. “Where were you? I knocked and you weren’t there,” she asked.Andrew smiled when he answered, “This Inn has a working laundry Brena. I was cleaning my travel clothes. Now I just need to make some repairs and I will be done for the night with that chore.” He unloaded the sack of clean clothes onto the bed and went on, “Now, what can I do for you Queen of Thieves?”“Don’t call me that!” Brena snapped.“Ok, ok. No problem,.