All three went up together.When they entered the hotel room, they saw the serving cart standing just inside the door, the breakfast dishes still cover...d.Then they saw why.The waiter was stretched out on the bed- and Wanda was sucking his prick!He gave a squawk of alarm.Wanda looked up, her lips dripping and her flaming red hair cascading over her cheeks.She smiled happily when she saw that her husband had not returned alone."I won't be a minute, dear," she said. "I'm almost finished."The waiter. I feel great.”“Was he good?” her husband asked.“Oh yes, love. He was good, he was different, he made me come a whole lot. How about you? Did it go all right?”“Sure. I mean, she was as eager and into it as you were. We’ve known these guys a long time. We know them and trust them. I almost think it was just a matter of time before this happened.”“You up for the next step?”“I am if you are.”“Well today, the next step is for you to take me upstairs and fuck me silly.”That evening, Kyle arrived. ”Prisha laughed, “Wow, babe, sexy!”She was a good girl and did as she was told. He was a tease.“Yes, daddy,” she said.She got to her feet and gave him a sloppy kiss, laughing. He slapped her skirted ass as he followed her to the bedroom. Rivers of black mascara flowed down her round face peering luridly over her shoulder. She lifted her skirt and gave him a shake, her cellulite speckled cheeks jiggled provocatively.“Hurry up, I’ll be out here,” he called as she closed the bathroom door.Prisha. Saturday, May 27, 1848Ed: Day 24 - On the Oregon TrailAccording to Mark, depending on where we want to settle in Oregon, we have four or five months worth of travel left. Sometimes, when I think of that, I just want to scream. If it hadn't been for the Cliftons, I might have considered waiting another year before we made this trip. My whole family was tired of traveling by now.We camped on a very large stream or a small river for the night. This was especially nice, since we plan on laying over.