Unfortunately my vacation wasnearly over. It was Saturday, and I briefly consideredstaying another day and flying out Sunday night. But Idecided it wa... more important that I save the money.After I showered and dressed I went down to the hotel lobbyand paid my bill. Then I threw my luggage into the back ofmy rental car and drove to a local fast-food restaurant toget some breakfast.I sat down at one of the tables and noticed that someonehad left a newspaper on the chair next to me. So I pickedit. He had thought that it would have been just another Emma Watson look-a-like but as he stared in disbelief it was obvious that it really was the actual Emma Watson herself. So engrossed with watching Emma he didn’t even hear the knock on the door to his office before it slowly swung open.“I’m ready for my close-up, Mr. DeVille,” a sultry voice said, breaking the manager’s concentration. Apparently this was something else the American hadn’t been lying about, he was going to get to “audition” a. Bob was still greatly horny at the age of 81 and could not let go of seeing me from time to time. We snuck around in the retirement home, having quickies in the downstairs bathroom, etc. but it wasn't enough.Finally, he got bold and just had me come to his room and I would sit and chat with his wife and he. We would sneak to the back room for some quick wet kisses, fondling, and a little cock sucking. But again, not enough. Over time, the three of us all became more friendly and really enjoyed. They did hear what was going on. I took the spanking quietly but did get a little loud when he was fucking me. The first time he spanked me to tears was another story. I knew I was in trouble because the spanking started out a lot harder than the previous ones. I took it as calmly and quietly as I could, for as long as I could, before just loosing it. That session embarrassed a few people in the hostel. Sex following it was about like ****. Between my sore ass – that was bruised for a few days.