I knew my wife was ready to climax but the wine was holding her back. Tommy continued fucking her hard and deep, his balls slapping against her clit a... his thrusts moved the large, heavy wood bed forward on the carpet. I watched as Tommy spread my wife's cheeks and this time as his cock impaled her he thrust his forefinger deep inside her tight wrinkled ass hole all the way to his knuckle. This was the extra sensation to overcome any numbness caused by the consumption of wine that my wife. ” She said “I had a lot of fun. Have a good night. Stay out of trouble. See you back on Lush.” Two hours later, after a shower, glass of wine, and nice meal, I was relaxing in my hotel room catching up on email and browsing Lush when an IM popped up. It said “Are you in your hotel room stroking your cock?” I replied “Yes. Thinking about you. Tease” “I’m downstairs” “Serious?” “Yes” “Room 505. Come up” “Ok. Promise you are not a psychotic killer.” “LOL. I am not a psychotic killer.” A few. .. what the hell!".... She grabbed a bottle of KY Jelly from the makeup table in front of her and applied a generous amount to the shaft of the rubber penis molded to the inside crotch of the catsuit, although her pussy didn't need any she still applied some to herself as well, once done she continued to work the rubber suit up her legs, the tip of the rubber penis bobbed up and down at her wet lips until the snugness of the suit had it resting firmly against her lips. "Ahh Oui, she gasped as. "I'm lucky to have you." Yes," I said, grinning, "you are lucky to have me! I agree."Megan smiled at that, and then stood up."You'll be okay here alone?" She asked, and her sincerity was clear to see, and that made me happy. I knew that Megan loved me, in her own way, and that in spite of age difference (which was considerable), we were definitely 'in love', but the basis of our relationship was very different from that of most married couples, young or old. Our marriage was not based on.