This was enough for me. I grabbed her and kissed her soft lips.She also got excited by this and reciprocated back well. I didn’t even care about the...salt water on her face, I kissed her lips, nose, cheeks, eyes, earlobes, neck passionately. I also started licking her face. She was more than excited by this and asked me to follow her to the hotel.We ran into the hotel and checked my room first but it was occupied by few guys playing cards so we rushed to her room which was empty. We didn’t have. He sat in the living room, on a Saturday evening. It was dark and cold outside and we had nothing planned. As I finished reading the paper, I remembered a phone call from earlier in the day - one that had reminded me of how special he is, that guy sitting in the living room.Engrossed in the latest book of a series by his favorite author, he didn't notice as I snuck past him and into the bedroom.He loves nighties of all kinds, and for this particular occasion, I chose a long, white, linen gown. Oh God... YEEEEEESSSS!" Nancy's tone changed, "Fuck me, for fuck's sake Bob, I can feel it banging against my cervix you fucker!"I had a bird's eye view of his cock disappearing into my wife's cunt, his big hairy balls swinging backwards and forwards gently as he eased in, pulled out and thrust another inch in each time. His balls were dripping in their combined juices so much the juices were dripping off them onto the floor where they pooled underneath Bob's splayed legs. Bob was administering. ‘Is that how you felt with me?’ I asked. She just looked me straight in the eye and then looked away. It gave me chills. ‘But why?’ I asked. ‘You didn’t even know me.’ ‘I knew you from your writing. You’re so apparent in your writing. And I knew you from watching you. It was love. Who can explain love? It’s simply fucking terrible, Russell.’ There were spirits fighting with spirits within me, I swear, and I must have gone through three or four personality changes as I stood there, trying to.