After I had been drinking for a while and was feeling no pain, I got the courage to ask Mike again about what the message thing was all about, thinkin... that would somehow be further proof that I had not called him about it. He was also about half drunk and agreed to tell me after I pestered him for a few minutes. Mike then said, “You have to promise not to tell anyone about what I am going to tell you. My wife and I have a very active sex life, and we have sex at least once daily and. We were adults. We were entitled to every moment. When we arrived at her car we were like k**s. We giggled as she opened the car and suggested we put the top down. "I rented a Miata," she explained, "I wanted a red sports car while I was here." No need to explain to me. We put the top down and started off. "Where are we going?" I asked. It occurred to me I really didn't know. I had just been following along. "Back to my hotel," she answered. "Any problem with that?" "None that I can see." I was. Her hips started to vibrate, he held her even more firmly, ensuring his mouth and tongue stayed firmly in contact with her increasingly slippery pussy. He saw her stomach muscles begin a sequence of rapid contractions and relaxations. His face was deluged with her juices. The sounds from her were yelps of pleasure. She ground down on him and with an enormous groan, collapsed over his head, almost suffocating him ! Gently, he moved her to one side, stroking her back and sides as the shockwaves. I spread her ass cheeks and ran my hand under.”man there is still a lot of cum in there”. Claire giggled as I slipped my fingers inside of her and she let out a low moan.”I bet both of you together could slip inside me”she said “maybe next time huh”. “I can do that,”I said, pulling the cum out and up to her butt hole. “I would like to be in here also” I said, sliding a finger inside her butt”. Claire jumped as being surprised but then stood still allowing me to explore the depths of her.