It was so fucking hot, that we can't stop thinking about it. Reliving it in our minds, has us both horny again, and lusting for more. Ann looked at me...and said, "Let's go to Bob's room and get on his bed. I want you to see the huge pool of his cum that drained out of my pussy last night, then I want you to lay me down in it, and fuck me right on top of it." My cock was so hard it felt like it might break. That was what Ann and I had on our minds as we went into Bob's room. Or so I thought. In. I guess you could say I was lucky though. Not everything burned, and I was able to save about half of my clothes and a few other odds and ends. And trying to look on the bright side of things ... I guess that's what renters' insurance is for, right? My immediate concern of course was to find a place to crash. After a few nights in a motel, I realized something. I'm not a wealthy man. No kitchen to cook in equals eating out three meals a day. Add that to rent and the cost of coin laundry..... We started with the removal of the rest of our clothing, first her peach panties then her halter top came off revealing her small feminine tits. I gently sucked her neck working my way down to her exposed small protruding nipples. She took off her thong. Soon I was undressed with her hand in my underpants as she began to stroke my cock. In the dim candle lit bedroom I gently pushed her naked body back onto her bed. Soon my kisses worked their way down towards the region between my older. She’s already had one of the staff get the letter framed and mounted on her wall. Also, I’ve just been told about the outing tomorrow some unnamed young man paid for last night. Getting out like that means a lot to them, because they don’t get out much. Thank you. Oh, Mum’s here as well, and she’s happy to see Gran so happy, too. She sends her thanks, as well.”“Can I have your email address, because I’ve got something I wish to send you to look at.” She tells me, and I write it down while she.