The hotel night porter, a young guy called Mike in his early twenties, helped me carry her upstairs to our room. I held her under her arms and he carr...ed her legs. I noticed how he glanced down occasionally as we carried her, obviously having a view up her skirt. We lay her on the bed and he left, leaving me to undress her and put her to bed. I intended to have a quick watch of the TV before crashing out.Before I had gone to bed, there was a quiet knock at the door. It was Mike. He asked if my. Plus, Geoff’s expecting us at 1, I’ll hold on ‘til then and knock for him on the way. Save us a seat!’She seemed to have everything planned out and while it would have been nice to walk up together, I also liked the idea of a pint alone in the beer garden overlooking the village, taking in my new surroundings.‘That’s cool. Ok then babe. I’ll see you in a bit.’ I gave her a kiss and got a whiff of her incredible fragrance. I went in for a squeeze.‘Hey! You’ll crease my top!’ she said, gently. . in fact you should be pleased that you are lucky enough to be well endowed a lot of men are not well blessed in that department (Steve for instance she thought to herself)" what am I going to do though" he said " I cant go with a girl if I think this going to be a problem" "You will have to find the right girl and work it out with her" Sheryl suggested "and besides it doesn't look like that much of a problem from where Im standing" she added trying to be helpful"you don't know Aunty Sheryl. Stroking and caressing it; feeling the thickness. What a sensation!Suddenly he stopped kissing me and grabbed my waist and pulled me to my feet. He slowly spread my legs apart, staring at my wet pussy. I looked down at him waiting for the inevitable tongue lashing. He delayed for a second, his tongue just a breath away from my clit, teasing me. He moved his hands around to my ass and started to massage my butt. He teased my asshole with his finger, moving it in and out a little at a time. “Man.