I leaned foward and rode him reverse. I rocked back and forth, both moaning and quivering. He grasped my hips and controlled the speed. I looked back ...nd his head was back and his eyes were closed. At that point I was nothing but his cock whore, something just for his pleasure. It turned me on even more, I twisted and hungrily sought his cock with my mouth. Like always I wished I could take him down my throat. It would drive him crazy. He could hear sft slurping sounds as I sucked him. “Mmmmm.. A pity you didn't get receipts. We could frame them, have them on the wall as a conversation piece."She leaned over to kiss him, pushing him down onto the sand and rolling on top."We still have more to talk about, but this isn't going to break us. It didn't break me and I won't let it damage us. I would actually like to be able to brag about that. It has to be the ultimate slut triumph. I bet there's hardly any women out there who could brag to that." She paused for a second. "Actually, how. " Archie squeezedher bottom."Shut up Archie; behave yourself," Sandra grumbled.When they were finally in their room they took the time to unpack."Gladys is nosey," Sandra commented."Not a bad sort for age though," Archie commented."Trust you. She reminds me of someone, someone on the telly." Sandrastopped what she was doing to think"Sybil Fawlty!" they both said at once and burst out laughing.Their room had been recently renovated but little had been spent onthe main room which retained its. Mark watched herdry herself and then put on a little make-up, his heart beginning to beat morequickly. When she was dressed and ready she looked so beautiful he almost changedhis mind and wanted to have sex with her there and then and to hell with theauction. "No Mark, you know Harry's rule; we can't have sex during the day before!" Markknew the rule but felt hurt that his wife was so keen to abide by it. Mark drove to the motel, a journey of about an hour. The tension in thecar was almost.