Both men were looking at me with lust written on their faces. I started gently stroking my husband's cock through his pants, while at the same time lo...king at Mike, who was trying to adjust his own hard cock so it wouldn't be so noticeable. After a while the combination of my efforts and the beer made my hubby totally forget where we were. He slipped his hand under my skirt and almost came in his pants when he found nothing covering my wet slit. He slipped his finger into my soaking cunt and. " Now I was really starting to wonder what was going on. She was supposed to have sex and then leave. Not spend the night and have a late check out. At 1030 she texted me and told me that she would be home in 30 minutes. That was my signal to go pay for the rooms and meet her at the conveniece store across the street where she would pick me up. I walked downstairs and told the lady at the front desk that I wanted to check out of our rooms. She gave me the bill and I saw that room service. Most of them are very upsetting.After an hour or so of not getting to sleep, I got up again, made some coffee and cooked myself some breakfast. Which promptly went down the waste disposal unit, as it appeared that for some reason I'd lost my appetite; as well as the ability to sleep.The pictures of Fiona crossing that pavement and of her standing in the hall in her robe as I'd walked in the door kept going around in my mind. And then there was something else that was very odd; the chemist shop. “Felt what about?” she said. “This absurd urge to fuck you.” He said it like he was stating an item on a menu. Janelle turned and went to the door. She stopped and stared at the door handle. She heard him approach. She felt his hand slide across her belly. Her shirt was a thin, blue and made of silk. It felt like it had already torn off under his fingers. Janelle thought of Dennis’ fingers, which she’d sucked the night before. She felt his tongue swishing from side to side on her clitoris and.