Just a few strokes later, could have been more but my own orgasm washed over me, a unfiltered screech came from her mouth as she arched her back at th... same time my son arched his and growled grunts in conjunction with each spasm of his tightening ass cheeks.I came with the thought of each jettison of that man gunk spraying the inside of my womanhood.Their uncoupling was as if in slow motion, the woman dropping her suspended legs back into the surf. My son’s, still swollen, but semi flaccid,. “Linc here’s okay.” He turned back to Steele. “Aren’t you, buddy?”Steele shrugged and drained his beer. He turned to the bartender. “I’ll have another. Give Jake one, too.”The two chatted through five more beers and a few bourbons. All of which Steele bought. The bartender sometimes chimed in, but mostly he wiped glasses with a bar rag or moved bottles around. Always staying in hearing distance.“So how do I try out the chambermaid?” Steele asked.“Dial room service.”“That’s it?”“Yep.”“And it’ll. I was ... Oh! It doesn’t matter, you are here” and with that gave a lingering kiss that enable him to slip under the folds of the gown and feel the softness of her enormous tit and realise that under the gown she was nude. “Would ... would you like a cup of tea or have you something else in mind?” she asked with a grin. The invitation was obvious. “A cup of tea would be great Cathy”, he replied. “The other would need a lot of attention and a lot more time”. She just smiled but made no attempt. She groaned with passion and pushed his hand against her harder as she bounced on his cock. After a while he grabbed her tight little ass in his hands and began lifting her up and down, faster and faster, until they both began to grunt with the effort. Is penis penetrated her to it’s fullest extent, and with every thrust it disappeared completely before returning a second later covered with Becca’s slick pussy juice. And all at once, they came. Becca convulsed, her tits waving wildly around.