The trip was pleasant, and they had arrived and gone up to the room. Checking it out and assessing the adequacy of it for something different. A singl... king bed could be interesting. If they met a couple that wanted to play, it would be up close and personal. She almost blushed, having allowed herself to even think about the possibility. Her panties were going to have to be changed or just removed, soon.After putting certain things away or hung up, they decided to walk down to the lobby or. We roared with laughter. The staff lined up behind her all found something fascinating to look at in the back of the room.There's always one guy who doesn't get it, of course. One guy who, no matter how far out the envelope goes, has to push it just that little bit further."So, I'm sorry." My raised hand attracted Krissy's attention. "Did you say he was dove-hunting or duck-hunting?"It seemed a legitimate question to me, but the entire room suddenly went as quiet as a graveyard. I looked. He looked in her eyes and in a fraction of a second and pounced upon her neck. “Ahhh..” she moaned. And now he started burying his face in her deep cleavage. The romantic lover was now replaced by the hardcore fucker.He just lifted her in her arms and tore her nightdress to reveal the babe. The light from the night lamp illuminated the 34-30-36 figure. “Umm,” he liked what he saw. And suddenly, he smashed her tits. “Ahhh!!” she shouted in pain. But he knew she liked it. So, he started mauling. My wife slowly turned her head and kissed the figure on the mouth, softly and sensually as she arched back while his hands covered her breasts and tweaked her nipples with thumb and forefinger.Her left arm came back and wrapped around an already hard cock and started to move up and down the long shaft. The kissed more vigorously as the steamy figure lifted my wife slowly off the bench and pulled her onto him, holding her ass cheeks while positioning his cock between them, then inserting the tip.