I keep kissing Sammy and started to think of Kelly. I kept thinking how we just did this earlier, her young tender lips against mine, her tiny hot pan...y covered virgin pussy rubbing up and down my manhood. I kept thinking how we had climaxed together, and how her body shook, and how the head of my cock was almost in her, stopped only by the thin member of her little panties. I was making love to my wife, but I was thinking of how, now for the first time in my life, that I wanted to make love to. She was tall and skinny, guessing around sixty years old and in great shape. "My husband told me to stop and get off the road as the weather was getting much worse." She said. I could tell she had some money. I was happy to have a place to sleep for the night. But right now it was just before four in the afternoon. "I am glad to share my room with you, I do not like being alone, we can watch a movie while we eat." She said as she opened the door to the room. There was a king size bed in the. He sniffed my waist to neck and put his hand on my pussy over a saree. My pussy started to wet, and he started to put pressure on my pussy. I pushed his hand and said.Me: I am here for coffee.He: I am taking the fresh milk.Me: You won’t get milk. Leave me.He: Then you will get a thick cream shake.Me: Cream shake?Having a bizarre smile on his face, he said, “Yes. Thick cream shake.”I understand his clue. He was talking about his cum, and I felt shy.He: Come, let’s fuck.Me: Shut up. I am. We were introduced and exchanged greetings. Next came the older brother Dave. Now Dave, the dad, was a big man, about 6’2” and well built but sporting a bit of an old age beer belly, but none the less an imposing figure. Dave the son on the other hand was just as tall but extremely skinny. Like Sheila and his mom he had dark, black hair.The last one down the stairs, pushing his brother from behind was Marty. Marty was at least as tall as his brother and dad but he had dark blond hair like.