Darlene looked at me and then back at Geraldine and said,"No way girl. No man can eat pussy better than a woman can." Geraldine just laughed, winked...at me and asked me if I was up for a little contest. "Yes", I replied. Geraldine directed all of us to get into the shower together. It was a tight fit but we all managed to squeeze into the hotel shower. We all took turns washing each others private parts and then we all went back to the bed. Geraldine set the rules. It turned out that. With that she took charge and slipped off her top (the bottoms were long gone). I saw those lovely breasts just shimming with her every move and I just had to hold them. She moved me in and out of her. Eventually she bent over so I could suck those soft orbs in and circle my tongue around the nipples which she apparently loved. It only took about 2 minutes before I felt her muscles contract around my dick and she started moaning. A moment later everything tightened as stiff as a board and. "We haven't had such great sex since the first year we were married!"Okay, back to that night. As I walked towards the hot tub behind our garage, I noticed the light on downstairs next door. Randy had given us a tour of their house and for future reference, I had taken note of the location of their main floor master bedroom. The curtains were only half drawn. I lifted up the cover of the tub, pushed it partially aside and stepped in. With my back towards our house, I had a pretty decent view of. There were times when he was nearly moved to tears when he was on the range. Something about the majesty and power that nature had that made a man feel small in the grand scheme of things. Once after a rain, it was like the whole desert had bloomed. The smell of cactus flowers on the breeze tickled his nose, even as the wind caressed him. The sun warmed the body while the sounds of the desert teased the ears. The worn weathered leather of the saddle had that special feel under the hand that.