Their imaginations didn’t have to work too hard… they’d seen each other plenty of times in nothing but their bathing suits. Jonnie’s left hand...unconsciously flexed as his palm tingled when he recalled the sensation of cupping Megan’s ass as he thrust against her. He took a deep breath and just barely stifled a moan as he exhaled when he closed his eyes and pictured her naked beneath him, sliding his hand down her side and under to her bare bottom as he thrust inside her… Megan’s eyes were. Her figure must be 36d-28-34. After staying with her for 15mins I returned to my room n started thinking about her. I spent rest of the day thinking about her act and getting exited. At nite after dinner I came to my room bolted it from inside n changed to my nite dress. I used to sleep in shorts n loose t-shirt n didn’t had the habit of wearing undergarments at nite.I went to sleep. At mid nite I felt the common door of our rooms being opened n some body walking toward me. As the lights were. Toned after two years fixing this place up. I was your average horny husband and never strayed. My wife and I enjoyed an active but vanilla sex life. I have no complains. We would fuck at the drop of a hat and enjoyed oral especially, if one was tired or we had time limitations. That ended two years ago in a car crash in which my wife died. The compensation from the crash paid for these rundown stables and the money to fix them up. Oh and I can’t father c***dren! Other than that I now have six. I followed her one night to a sleazy no-tell motel, where I slipped the night manager a fifty and got a pass key. I went to the door, opened it, and found Abby riding her boss's stump. The next day Abby left, leaving everything behind-including Jenna. That night, I had the extremely difficult job of explaining to 14-year-old Jenna how and why her mother abandoned us for her boss."THAT WHORE!" Jenna exclaimed. "Jenna!" I yelled. "That's no way to speak about your mother!" "Well", she said,.