“Oh, hell, baby,” I said. “I wasn’t even thinking, you’ve had a long day. I made up the spare room, it has its own bathroom. As for the rest...… mi casa es su casa, you can have anything you want.” I carried her bag to the spare room, but when I turned to leave, she caught my hand and gave me a lingering kiss on the cheek. I hugged her tight, “see you in the morning, my room’s just next door.” Back in my own room, sat on the edge of the bed with a growing erection, “you fucking perv, she’s your. Puzzled, I wondered if she had stopped, afraid she'd be in trouble. I went back around the house to the front porch and looked inside while I smoked. And there the were, on the couch now, still kissing heavily while my wife's blouse and bra were tossed on the floor! Hakan's hands were roaming over her small tits while she pulled his mouth to hers with one hand and rubbed his cock through his pants with the other. Her legs were slightly spread and one of his hands moved down her stomach to rub. Tasha gave her a smile. "You'll be in a private room. I will be there to show you how to work the machine, but that's all. And as it said on the invitation, we encouraged you to wear a long, flowing dress or an extra long t-shirt. If you didn't wear one, and you're worried about your modesty, I have a few extra long t-shirts."The redhead nodded, looking satisfied. The blonde raised her hand again, and said, "My boyfriend really, really wanted to come and watch..."The roomful of women tittered. Blinding bright sun. ‘You just think it’s bright because you can’t see anything else,’ Jeff felt in his thoughts. ‘If the northern sun was still shining, you wouldn’t just be blinded; you’d be cooked. Now, turn your head and put your attention on something inside. It will help you find your balance.’Jeff turned his head and looked down (up?) at the row of seats he’d just abandoned a moment ago. He didn’t feel any more balanced, but it was more comforting somehow to look at something he.