"Your step-mom is playing with my slit now. Shit, I kind of hate it now because she is awesome," she moaned, closing her eyes for a few seconds. "She ...ad never been with a woman until last weekend, but she is a lesbo pro, she knows just how to please me with those fingers. Damn, Nina, I can only imagine the look on your husband's face if he saw you now." He'd get jealous, but I just don't know who he'd be most jealous of though. Too bad he'll never find out about us. He'll never get to see me. Just today. He isn't going to want to go after you tired. Tired people make mistakes, and he and Bobby can't afford a mistake right now. They know they're targeted. No, you'll be OK tonight, but it might be a pretty good idea to relocate in the next day or so, at least for a while." I'll give it some thought," was as far as I was prepared to go for the moment. "Look, I'm a little tired myself, and while I'm driving isn't the time for deep discussions. But when we get home maybe you could kind. He took his lips away from me, breathing hard and stripped off his shirt. His body was magnificent and I couldn’t help but stare as I began to run my finger absently over my clit. “My God,” was all I could manage as he unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants and released his massive, throbbing cock. The image was so sexy I could hardly keep myself from cumming right that second. No shirt, cock bursting through his tight, opened jeans. He was still wearing the hat. “My God . . .” He. Back at the hotel, I stripped - donned my trunks - and soaked the day away. About 5 minutes into my solo soak, a very nice - very attractive middle aged woman approached. I smiled and invited her into the hot tub. As she was wearing a very fashionable bathing suit, I knew why she was there. She entered, and sat 90 degrees from me. She's quite gregarious, and we soon were sharing our "weary traveler" stories. She's headed south, then east; I, south, then west. I was enthralled, and stimulate by.