With a quiet panting voice she begged, “Fist fuck that cunt, quickly, please fist me,” while spreading her lips apart. Her pulled out and twisted ...is fist over her opened cunt and leaned in and slowly pushed into her. Panting with every squeeze of her cunt muscles around his fist she grabbed his arm and pulled on it hard. When Rick hit half way she screamed out and dug her nails into his arm. He pushed in deeper as her orgasm ignited again. He twisted inside her and she started pulling on his. "The old guy ran behind the desk and got a small camera and asked us to pose for him. He wanted it to show his wife. Wanting to get to our room as soon as possible, we humored him. I crashed as soon as I got in the door. Kate was hardly in the shower before I zonked out.It was a little after nine when I woke up. Kate was out of the room, so immediately I headed to the bathroom to relieve myself and freshen up. While taking my shower, I heard Kate come back. When I came out, she was bubbling. Please, please fuck me!" I moaned. And while some of it was the hooker acting, some of it was genuine need too - this guy was really turning me on!John raised up and rolled me over, hefting my hips up into the popular ass-up/head-down kneeling position. He got behind me and licked his fingertips. Then he reached under me and began fingering my dripping pussy. I moaned and stuffed the corner of a pillow into my mouth as I felt two of his fingers slip into my hungry pussy. He thrust his fingers. Spewing grease in many directions ... one of which was onto Dad’s suit! We spent another day in the motel while the local dry cleaners tried to get rid of the grease stain - didn’t work and Mum eventually threw out the suit.Back on the road again and Sis and I had kinda run out of things to keep us from fighting ... so our feet met, bounced and whacked. This of course was accompanied by increasing vocal effects which resulted in Dad laying down the law if if you know what I mean. A nap was.