He tells them what room we are going to if they would like to join us. They said thanks, but they didn't have time, because their k**s were asleep in...the room. Once in their room, Linda strips out of her suit and attacks me. She is pulling my suit off and is kissing me. She tells me that since our kiss from last night, she has been aching to have me. I hold her nipples to pull them. She says she loves to have them pinched. I pinch them as she fingers my slit. I lift one leg on the bed. Right?" Yes but I don't know what for, cause he will not touch me or say two words to me any more when we go to bed. He doesn't tell me I love you, or good night, or got to hell, even." "What about in the mornings when he's here?" He will not say boo to me any more at any time of the day. I stand at that stove in there cooking his breakfast every morning, and when he comes in to eat breakfast, he gets his cup of coffee turns and sits down at the table then sticks his nose in the news paper. Her tits were firm pear shaped mounds of creamy flesh with upturned tips of large, light brown, dimply areoles with taut nipples poking saucily up at a 45 degree angle that begged to be sucked. She had the kind of body that would stop a Mack truck dead in its tracks and make a man's mouth water with erotic lust and desire to posess her cunt with his cock and mouth and tongue.Today, after 22 years and two children her body is still as taught and enticing as it ever was. She is only about 3. We find we agree on some but not others.After a light lunch, I assume that this was as far as this meeting was going to go. But it was still worth the trip. An enjoyable afternoon spent with a beautiful blue eyed blonde with a wonderful smile would never be a disappointment.We get up to leave. After paying our tab we walk to the parking lot hand in hand. I give you a quick hug and a kiss on the cheek and tell you how much I enjoyed our time together and how I wished it wasn't about to.