One day, we made arrangements to meet him at a highway motel.Once we met there, Buck asked me if I was sure of letting him fuck my sensual wife. I jus... answered it was fine for me…Anita laughed behind me, saying she was sure of wanting this…They both stood next to the bed and I sat down on a near chair.Anita wasted no time and began undressing; she pulled off her summer dress and I could see the crotch of her tiny thong was already soaking wet…She looked at me and smiled.Mike stripped down to. Peter was just over six foot tall, blond hair, slim and extremely fit, regularly running between five and ten miles.Susie, five foot six inches, blond, slim but with a good figure, her 34 C boobs looking bigger on her slim frame.“I bet you’re wet,” Peter said with a smile.“Peter!” She admonished him, quickly glancing over her shoulder to check Freddie was asleep, “don’t say things like that.”“Don’t worry about him,” Peter said, “l’m checking him in the mirror. You are wet aren’t you…here, let. I lit it, and handed it to her. "Hi Denise. You look great, terrific. Can't have you edgy, though. Do this whole thing. It's good stuff. The dressing room's over there, take everything off, and rub the lines from your pants away. Then find one of those black loose things that fits. We'll do some solo shots. Danny's coming about two thirty."You have to be businesslike when you start, because it takes time for the girls to get into a sexy frame of mind out in the open, with the lights bright, not. “Like my hairy cunt do you Julian? I like watching my girlfriend sucking your cock, you are magnificent. And I am looking forward to having you later.”The sexual tension is suddenly broken by a knock at the door.“Room service, complimentary afternoon tea for you.”“Bring it in to the bedroom please,” Joanne calls out.Room service is a small, thin, effeminate looking nineteen-year old boy whose eyes almost pop out of his head as he walks in and Joanna signs the chit.He has absolutely no interest.