Michelle was lets say a bit on the lookout for a casual relationship.i was free and at this point very easy.it must have been the wine but i suggested...we should get a room,always assuming she was up for it which she was.so after the formalities of signing in etc.we headed for the elevator.there were a few people in the lobby so we waited for the next one.as the doors closed i noticed we were alone inside.i took the initiative and pulled michelle close to me.as the elevator rose so did my. I felt so exposed. I knew he could see the slit in the panties’ gusset. See my pubic hair. The wet lips of my pussy. He could tell how turned on I was and—“Faizel!” I gasped as he shoved two fingers into my pussy, penetrating in me deep. “You naughty boy.”“You’re the one flashing your cunt at me, Mom,” he said, some of his boyish mischievousness in his voice. He pumped his digits in and out of my cunt, sending heat rippling through my body. I groaned and squirmed, his fingers feeling amazing in. Pick a hole.”Ron donned a condom, sauntered over to Allie, and rolled her onto her back, still on the couch. He grabbed the crooks of her knees and spread her legs apart, lifting her ass a few inches into the air. With his feet squarely on the floor, he crouched down until his barely hard dick poked at Allie’s newly worn asshole. It didn’t go in easily, so Allie reached down to guide the chubby pipe in. After it squirmed and crumpled for a few seconds, Ron’s cock finally breached Allie’s back. .. I suppose that’s the reason I was already living in the Carey’s Bay Hotel when ... five weeks later the Cat and Cyn radioed in asking for accommodations for a 65 foot catamaran.Sounds simple doesn’t it?Wasn’t.The Hotel had stopped accommodations for travelers years before. They were now a Public house, a bar, a lounge, a conservatory, the forecourt, a courtyard and a snug.The cheerful public bar is full of local flavour. There are stunning views from the window seating of Carey’s Bay and the.