I was a little worried about Susan, because a lot young raunchy boaters frequented our bar and Susan although attractive was kind of shy. I was worrie... that with her husband away on business trips a lot of the time, a middle aged housewife with a bar full of young studs around might make a bored married woman stray. Hell, sometimes even I wanted Susan, she was absolutely beautiful, her petite figure, long brunette hair and a movie star face. She drew stares wherever she went. Secretly, I lusted. MB sat down, hugging herself. “I committed a big sin, John. We committed a big sin.”“You gave me pleasure, child. A gift. We did not commit adultery. I have not had sex with you.”“It's not a sin for a married man to get a blowjob from a young girl?”“I don't believe it is. At least, not a big one.”“Even though you came in my mouth and on my face and boobs?”“My dear little Cho-cho, I'm a well-respected man of God. I'm telling you, that even though you gave me a blowjob and I spilled my. He came out of the shower naked, got his pj’s out of his suitcase and put them on. I asked him, “Any thoughts on taking a big cock up your ass?”“Well, maybe. Will it hurt?”“If it does, just holler stop!”“Have you got something planned?”“I do. Just go along with whatever happens ok?”“Ok, you’re in charge.”We watched tv for awhile. When Carl returned to the room, he grabbed his pj’s and went into the shower.I quickly grabbed the olive oil from my suitcase and told Baxter to get naked.I arranged. The pizza had arrived. Comfort had arrived at their table and they were talking openly without limitations. That was until she asked him… ‘So how many girls have you slept with?’ She hated herself for being so crude. She wished she could have taken those words back but he responded huskily. ‘Somewhere over 40, and believe me, all would provide excellent recommendations…’ He let the last word linger on his lips. Her thighs tensed and she felt warm liquid drench her panties. ‘Oh fuck.’ She.