He slipped away and waited in the hotel for his wife to return. It was after two am that a well spunked and exhausted Bess returned, her face a drying...mask of spent sperm and her clothes sticking to her like glue. Suddenly the anger he had felt before had gone and kindness and a modicum of lust replaced it.Rob now helped his wife into the bathroom and having run her a warm bath he helped removed the sperm stain clothes and eased her into the bath, he just could not resist sliding his hand. The meter maid smiled at them with one of those "Got ya motherfucker" looks that needed to be wiped off with a size 12 boot. Amy wondered why she had the word "fuck" running though her mind a lot now and decided it was because she wasn't getting any and really had not been laid by a man for a long, long time. Her confused images of her less than faithful spouse and her years of submissive obedience had created a love/hate scenario in her mind that probably made her cautious about forming any. I was more than happy to go along with the program because there was no doubt in my mind that I would find Jasmin’s beautiful ass a perfect fit for my nocturnal anal fixation.After that first time of humping Jasmin’s fine backside right in front of my new partner Crystal, I knew there would be no problem with jealousy because Crystal was even more turned-on than yours truly with Jasmin’s ass up high and primed for heavy pounding from my inspired cock.It turned out that Jasmin was only nineteen. After a small chat, and some awkward silences I eventually ask if I can grab a shower as I feel like death after sitting on a train for so long. You show me how it works and point me to the towels. A while later, I emerge from the shower feeling refreshed, my hair still damp and crazy. You aren't on the sofa anymore so I wonder where you've gone, and I find you lying on the bed. I crawl into bed with you, and wrap my arms around your waist, hands on hips and I hold you. I gently kiss your neck.