She struggled, but a teenage-age body wriggling on top of me just made me hornier.I turned us so we faced the wall and pressed against Karen's back. I...smothered her struggles. She stopped moving so I backed off. Yet again, I thought she would leave.She did not.I looked at her back, thinking about it. I had not ground my dick against her ass, but our shorts were thin enough for to have felt it. I turned toward her and spooned her so my hardness pressed against her ass. I placed an arm around her. " Right. If it feels right what does the time have to do with it. I want to fuck. I'm not going to wait for the darkness." Well ... I do feel better about it ... at night, darling."Undiscouraged, he again bent his head down to her, capturing her full lips and he was kissing her long and passionately, probing her mouth with his tongue, his hands busy on her body, exploring the womanly curves of her, kneading and caressing her, trying to communicate his great need of her through action.The big. The liquid was thick and sticky. I touched it, dampening my fingers, then drew my fingers to my mouth and nose. As I lapped at her love juice, she gave me a very different look - lusty! She grabbed my hand and returned it to her cunt. She stroked herself with my hand - what a sensation. As she stroked, I penetrated her with two fingers, curling the fingertips to form a crescent shape of my fingers. I was aiming for the G-spot, and must have hit it - for she arched her back extraordinarily. My story was similar, just trying to get to 66 for retirement. As we talked and became more comfortable, we each relaxed and the conversation took on a different level. I think we both were needing someone to talk with, but the dryers should be finished by now. So following our plan, each leaving by their own hallway door, we got the clothes back to our respective rooms. Another week rolls by, next Sunday at 5:30am I heard a tap tap tap on the adjoining door. Opening it I see Vicky, wearing her.