Tony told me that he had bribed the night manager to let us use the spa after closing by giving him $50 and told the young guy that he’d get a b...t of a show on the security cameras and was welcome to join us if he wanted. Tony said that he met the guy when he checked in and he seemed very gay. The night manager seemed a little too timid to join us but seemed to like the idea of a ‘show’.We were sitting on opposite sides of the hottub just chatting. Tony said he does a little. I felt myself getting wet.I quickly pushed my shorts and panties all the way off and turned to sit facing him, with one foot on the floor and my other leg bent, my knee resting against the back cushion. His eyes widened as he stared between my legs. I reached down to touch myself as I watched Jeff’s fist quickly shuttle up and down his dick. He grunted softly and spurted several ropes of thick semen a few inches into the air before it all fell back onto his hand. Curious, I leaned forward and. Sunday dawned cold and gray. Brenda couldn't work up the enthusiasm to get dressed, much less go out. She curled up in front of her tiny television and hardly moved until darkness fell. She shuffled her way to the kitchenette to have some reheated soup from Saturday that Julie had made, adding a few crackers and a glass of milk.She had never had a concussion before and when she had talked to the doctor, she was warned of the symptoms. Headache, dizzy spells, loss of appetite, inability to. Reaching down, she put her hand on Little One. "Thank you, My Sister."{{{ You are welcome. }}}Diana jerked."What?" Jeff said."I heard her," his Queen responded. "I heard her. I'm sure of it. She said, 'You're welcome.' ... Well, kind of. That's what she meant. I'm sure of it. Oh, I don't know; I just know she told me you're welcome."Jeff stared at his wife. The other wives looked at each other incredulously, but just quietly talked among themselves.A little later, Little One chirped again, and.