The room's still ours. Do you want to go there?" Yes, that's fine. How did you know I was here, Mary?" Some spy you'd make, writing a cell-phone numbe... on hotel stationery."In their room, Mary hung out the Do Not Disturb sign. Ken went to the telephone and cancelled their flights. Then he said, "Anyone want coffee, food?" No, Ken, I've eaten." So have we."Hesitantly, Iris came toward the two of them. They took her in their arms and snuggled and hugged and kissed. Their hands began to roam over. Deep inviting eyes. Oh and the most shapely body. As if she was carved out of ivory. Smooth pale complexion. She wore a dark sweater and her nipples protruded out on a count of the cold. Nice hard nipples that sat on each side her heavenly breasts. On her legs she wore some designer jeans that seemed custom tailored. She had what some may call a ‘bubble butt .’ Oh but I love her bubble butt. Her pants hugged her tight as I hoped I could. ‘Can I help you ma’am?’ I sheepishly asked. ‘Well, my car. “Oooh, Michael, yes,” I crooned. "That's fucking beautiful.”I wrapped my legs around his back and moved with him as he began fucking me, gently at first with each stroke long and deep. I moaned with desire and pleasure. Michael’s cock wasn't just big, it was solid, rigid as an iron bar, and all the time he fucked me, he kissed my nipples or flicked them with his broad tongue.I dug my fingernails into his back and urged him on. "Fuck me, Michael,” I gasped into his ear. "Fuck me hard. I was born. ‘Orry,’ he grumbled, put his duct tapped hands under his chin, and leaned forward as if in deep thought. Barney continued his buzzing, through the charade. Every once in a while, Kevin would creak in the chair, and I would shoot him a dirty look. Not the sultry why-don’t-you-join-me dirty look, the I’m gonna-slit-your-throat-if-you-make-another-noise dirty look. The first wave of contentment had me pushing my hips upward and onward. The robe slid open fully exposing myself and I heard Kevin.