She evidently remembered all of them quite fondly, as indicated by her shaking hands and the scent of her juicy cunt."Damn, Dana, are you planning to ...se all of that?" Bruce teased his wife's girlfriend."Maybe, maybe not. That's up to you, Sir. However, I want to be ready, just in case, stud," she taunted him back with a wink, making a point of drawing attention to the cock-ring.If all else failed, it would help him stay hard for them. She doubted that he'd mind that. Besides, it was supposed. That's when she reached her hand under and was rubbing her clit. I kept this up for what seemed to be a long time - turning and wiggling my fingers against the sensitive nerves of her anus. She moaned every few seconds and clamped down with her butt gripping my finger hard. I kept thinking,’Oh if only that was my dick being squeezed so hard!’All the time I was planting kisses all over her back, legs and butt cheeks. When she started bucking up and down with her fingers furiously rubbing. I hadn’t realized I was grinning until I saw myself in the mirror. Her room was too pink. A twin bed stood against the far wall, barely leaving space for a desk under the window. She threw our clothes at the floor, an expanse of peach carpet already in use as a dumping ground for clothes and books. Her bed hadn’t been made and an old patchwork quilted spread hung off the bottom. The pink walls were bare except for a poster of Taylor Swift wearing red shoes and playing a red guitar, although. I grab my shirt and walk over to the mens locker room and notice that theres a sign for a sauna, I walk over and notice that the sauna and whirlpool area was co-ed. I call over to her and say is it cool to walk over. I walk over to the womans side and she’s still in her work out clothes. I wanna hit the sauna, without hesitation she takes her top off and her shorts grabs a towel and head there. I head back get naked and grab a towel and head in the sauna where Hot Chick was naked on the wood.