Somehow, though, my attentiveness just drew his attention to his inability to care for himself and it left him cranky.It wasn’t that he didn’t lov... me and want to spend time with me, he was quick to reassure me. Just didn’t like feeling useless, like a burden. And no amount of reassurance from me seemed to help. The fact that he was too sore and tired for sex was the last straw in his abysmal mood, and it became clear: I had to get out. At least for a few hours.The issue was, I couldn’t decide. "He's a funny guy," she said. "He just said that I wasn't at his welcome meeting and just wanted to know if we were going to the bar tonight. That's all."I thought he seemed a nice enough guy, and it would be good to just get out and have a few beers. But I was also thinking about how I could make my excuses and leave her down there.So as casually as I could, "We can get a hotel babysitter if you want to go. I think it would be fun to go."She smiled back at me. There was a very slight bit of. The guy in my ass was now fucking it harder, the lube and my relaxed hole was now accepting it fully, and it was actually very enjoyable. “I want the three of you to come at the same time, no one pulls out.” I thought it was Cliff who said it. It sounded devious and dirty but delicious too, and I decided that I wanted it, and started writhing and cooing uncontrollably, anticipating this unholy four-way climax. I was getting fucked in the pussy, ass and face, all very hard when it happened. . It was very uncomfortable for her as she was feeling sultry even with the AC on. I decided that it is time to help her out. I went close to her and said, “You can change into night clothes, aunty”. She was a bit shy and did not say anything. I pressed on saying, I will leave her alone if she is not comfortable with me in her room. She obviously didn’t want me to feel bad and hence she decided to change into her night clothes. She changed into a semi-transparent night dress and came back. I.