The town's two other motels had been built during the motoring craze of the Thirties; were peeling and yellow, little more than cracked wash basins an... sagging beds that would collapse if they ever saw a married couple. The local trade frequented the two, and on Friday and Saturday nights they employed two cleaning girls to change the bed linen, the in-and-outers so fast and frequent.The El Mecca was a good ten years old, a drab stucco imitation of a Spanish hacienda, but it was clean and had a. She had on a very short skirt under which I could make out the lines of a thong and a translucent white blouse over a sexy bra.We headed off to the park with the small hamper I had made up while I had been waiting. We paid out entrance fee and wandered about looking for a nice secluded spot. There was a place we had been to before that would suit our needs perfectly if only nobody had already beaten us it. I though we were going to out of luck when I spotted three young guys sitting nearby, but. " he said into my ear. I hadn't felt it yet, but he was growing hard in his jeans. "It's probably the alcohol making you brave." I replied, smiling back at him. Damien's fingers slid from my hips to my stomach, and he began gently pulling me more firmly against him. "Probably. And regardless, you've got so many things running through my mind right now." he admitted. "Oh, like what?" I could feel my cheeks burning, if it had been brighter in the club, there was no doubt he'd see how red my face. She moaned again and ground her assagainst my now throbbing cock.I moved slightly away from her so I could lift her skirt and soak upthose long sexy legs in stockings and garters. Her beautiful ass wascovered in silk panties that made her ass smooth and round. She lookedback at me as I stared at her sexy body barely covered in silk and lace."You like?" was all she said as she smiled. I dropped down to my kneesand ran my hands up and down her sexy legs. Savoring each silk coveredinch. I lightly.