Could this be the toy?“You have no idea.” I answered in a low reverent tone. Her smile grew wider.Barb was no model. She was an ordinary woman phy...ically. Her medium breasts sagged from age, but not uncommonly so. She sported the extra pounds of two childbirths and a career that left her little time for luxuries such as regular visits to a gym. Such things had never been high on her list of priorities.Weeks before leaving on this vacation though, she had announced, quite out of the blue, that. ...Birgitta: Thisss....is....what we calll....a.......deepthroattt..........Paul: Iiii....almost.....ejaculated.Birgitta: Good thing you didn't, because this was just foreplay to get you in the mood.Paul: I'm getting stressed!Birgitta: Just relax and i'll take it from here.Paul's back was lying flat on his back so Birgitta lied down on her back so it could be rested on her partner's chest. He found himself controlling the thrusting part which took the power from the " love psychologist. However, I thought they were gloryholes and did not expect someone to be standing right next to me in this tiny room. The gentleman asked what I was watching and I told him that I'd just gotten here and hadn't found anything specific yet. He smiled again and started pushing the button to scan through the channels. It wasn't too long before he found a channel with two guys fucking like rabbits and looked over at me. I didn't say anything, which was about as close as I was going to get to. I told him flat out that Im very open about her and I really liked him so if he wanted to give it a try with her I would not hold it against him. I also told him that I didn’t want to be part of it to even be present. I would let them have their own little secret. He just looked at me and said OK, I thank you for that but asked me to not ever hold that against her. I agreed.So on his last day I told them I had to go to business meet that afternoon and wouldn’t be back until the next day. Now.