.. I finished showering quickly and handed Anna her towel back, she asked me it was ok, referring to the busyness of the spa and I answered her yes I ...hink so, but my answer was was definitely related to my private fantasy rather than her more innocent question. Holding the towel loosely covering our breasts and hanging down over the front of our bodies we walked to the main sauna which was about to have a salzaufguss, something we were talking about during the day but weren't to sure we would. She came again. She said it had been so long. Her husband she said had been impotent for the past 6 years. She thought she would never get laid again. She also told me that when they did have sex it was straight missionary style. After a couple months of fucking Judy during the day and Wendy at night. I knew Judy was watching as I fucked he daughter. I decided that Judy and I would meet at a motel. I told her where to go and that I would leave the room number on my dashboard so she knew the. "Do something." Well, I think I know one way I could melt it." Do it!" she wails. "I don’t care what it is." She is grabbing at her own stomach, trying to push the ice back down toward his dick from the outside of her intestines. Admittedly he is doing a good job of warming where the ice already touched.Suddenly an even warmer sensation starts to fill her bowls. It extends from the tip of his cock all the way up to the ice, which quickly melts and mixes with the hot liquid. "Are you peeing. ” She smiled coyly.I opened her door and she slid into the passenger seat. I walked around to the driver’s side and got in. My palms were a pool of sweat. “She pushed the button that started the engine and spoke firmly into the voice recognition system. “Bartolini’s” the machine responded “Take a right at the next intersection.” And thus started my evening. Chapter Three:Driving the Mercedes was awesome, but looking over into this woman’s beautiful face as I drove surpassed any fantasy that I.