We prepared for sleep. It turns out we all prefer to sleep in the nude at home but brought something to wear for this trip. Both Albert and I had loos...-fitting shorts. Michelle had a long white satin tee shirt trimmed in purple leaves.Anita came out of the bathroom in a small white silk blouse and matching tap (very short) shorts. This sheer outfit clearly showed her well-formed breasts and lace panties underneath it.We settled in to watch TV, all hoping for adult movies. Unfortunately, the. My hands now moved to her lower clothes and I got her pink panty removed. Her pussy looked so hot and was wet with some kind of liquid drizzling out of it. At the first glance of her pussy my rock hard cock felt like exploding but I managed somehow to stop it from erupting and leaned to a position where i could comfortably taste her pussy with my tongue. I started to lick her pussy and her excitement increased and she moaned even louder. I enjoyed her moaning too while she was lost in the most. "Oh, it feels so good to have your cock in me," she moaned in a voice I recognized at once as belonging to the lady who had so deliciously seduced me over the phone that very morning.I almost leapt to the conclusion this woman was, in fact, Mrs. Catherine Holmes, wife of Mr. Sherlock Holmes, when I remembered the admonishment the man gave me over the phone. I vowed to accumulate more facts and to assume nothing. I will, however, refer to her as Mrs. Holmes for ease of identification and nothing. The hotel had only one room available, so Joe and I were going to have to share a bed! Joe was embarrassed and uncertain, but I told him to relax. I reminded him that I was a widow, so I had slept with a man, before. He was really sweet, the way he was so worried about upsetting me, but I finally got him calmed down and into bed. I will admit that we cuddled that night, but what else we did is none of your business!The next morning, we returned to Willow Run. I swear that I will never.