It had been so long since I'd had a complete, true stiffy. Her ass was getting redder and redder. I started slapping her cunt too. Both her ass and he... pussy needed spanking. She was whimpering with joy and I was hard as a rock. Finally I shot a huge wad of cum in my pants and her pussy juice was soaking in to share the wetness. Actually, we both were oddly shy after this session. Neither of us had known about the other. Neither had been satisfied for years. The time and cums we had lost! It. I had the cash from our project, but obviously didn’t have a credit card. Our rooms were on different floors. The next few days were fantastic. We ate at good restaurants, walked on the beach for hours and talked. Charlie insisted I buy a swimming suit, and on the second day we played in the ocean. I was pasty white with no suntan at all. Charlie wore a modest bikini, her stomach and chest were as white as mine. In her swimming suit it was easy to see that she had a terrific figure. Her legs. When I was done, I came back to the bedroom and looked at Becky. She was so sexy, naked, squirming, bound to the bed. I disconnected Becky from the bed, took her back to the bathroom, put toothpaste on her toothbrush and let her brush her teeth."Ready to make me breakfast?" I asked."I still need to clean out my ass and lubricate it for you, sir," she replied."I think that is something I can let you do yourself, but you can do it later. I can pretty much guarantee that I won't be fucking you in. He continued pushing the length of his cock in and out of my drenched pussy, keeping his fingers working on my clit. "Michael, I--" I began to choke out loud through a moan, and he gritted his teeth onto my neck. "Don't say a fucking word," he said, stern. What!? I couldn't believe the anger and seriousness in his voice. I swallowed hard, and instead of feeling regret or fear, I felt my legs begin to shake. My breathing was now louder than the music. I started rocking my hips to compliment his.