We heard nothing back until the following morning when shortly after getting out of bed a chap knocked on the caravan door, he was about 60yrs old, 6...t & had a broad Yorkshire accent. He told my wife he had been contacted by the owners about the problem with our TV in the bedroom & that he was a neighbour called Bob. My wife invited him in & took him through to the bedroom. I could hear them talking in the bedroom & the fella was doing his best to flirt with my wife, to be fair she was. It might take a lot of work to get him aroused if he wasn’t awake. That was okay, though. Eve wouldn’t mind helping Riddick’s body remember the feel over a woman’s hands. Carefully she pried open the front of his pants and peeled each corner of the fastening to the sides. He was naked underneath, no boxers, no trousers. Just smooth bounty flesh. Slowly, Eve reached into the opening of his pants and pulled out Riddick’s dick. It was an amazing piece of well-muscled manhood. It was thicker than. Trying not to think too deeply, I disrobed. Shoes, shirt, trousers, then socks. I always feel awkward when I do it, but I dropped my briefs before pulling off my undershirt. My arousal was becoming apparent. Right then she came back into the room and immediately turned to lock the door. I reached around and embraced her as she fumbled with the skeleton key. After briefly testing her nipples, I slid both hands down her sides, under the robe, and stripped off her panties. They caught on her. I knew I would be studying those pictures very closely in the future, as we relaxed around a blazing fire. I could only imagine what we might have looked like to the spectators and the few guests that had come to view our arrival. After shaking a few hands, and some pats on the back, we headed for the main entrance of the building."Wow!" Anna exclaimed as we walked through the heavy wooden doors and entered the lobby.Several giant chandeliers hung from the ceiling, causing rainbows of light to.