I spread his cheeks apart just a little bit and I could almost visualise his tight, pink little asshole. I kept busy on the front as well; my mouth ha... a nice rhythm going and very proudly bobbed up and down his hard shaft. I smeared my saliva gentle around his puckered anal passage, lubricated as much as I could and slowly stuck my two fingers into him. Soft moans and sharp gasps for air came from his mouth but he didn’t resist, pull away or asked me to stop. Still with his cock in my mouth I. No sense in rubbing salt in the wound. Inretrospect, I guessed I'd done that with my last email to Dad. I composeda quick letter to Mom and told her I'd be home tomorrow. I found myselfwondering whether I'd made a mistake after I'd hit the send button.Surely he'd have to let me go home now, wouldn't he? We had our dinner in the kitchen. It seemed some things never changed.Still, the view of the ocean from the table was beyond magnificent. Thebarbecued spare ribs were first rate and I found. She was innocent & didn’t know anything about oral sex at all (all that she knew was just bang bang!). I made her lie down on my bed & started planting kisses on her tummy & slowly moved my hands to her love hole. I started finger fucking her & her moans got louder. This was really inviting for me & I inserted four of my fingers in her pussy. She started making more noises & screamed yyyyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeeeesssssssssssssss………… pllllllllllllleeeeeeeeasssssse dooooo itttttttt slowwwwwwwwly in my. "You look like a mother hen on her brood," I said smiling.Laura simply smiled back but held her pose for a good five minutes. Finally she got up and padded quietly into the bathroom. I watched her shapely ass cross the room.After dressing I tootled about the room while she was in the bathroom. It was one of the nicest I had ever been in. Finally I located a stash of postcards, and chose one with a nice beach scene. I used a hotel pen to write only my address on it.When Laura came out she was.