Getting out the shower I donned one of the hotel’s luxurious dressing gowns and wondered when, and if? Julia would knock. As it was I needn’t have...worried as I heard a knock from the door that joined our two rooms. When I opened the door I was greeted by Julia laying back on her bed, totally naked busily working her fingers in and out of her pussy. Trance like I went over to the bed and roughly pushed her back, spread her legs wide open and entered her warm moist cunt and started fucking her as. Ok! Stop it! OH, I can't stop it. I fall back on the bed.I let go of my bra and dig around for the sock. The poor sock I've beeninpregnating. I'm closing into the edge and just get the sock over intime to catch the mess. God that was good! I look at the bra and feeldisgust. Fuck it. I wipe myself clean with some tissues and get back tothe task.I pull the panties up my legs and my dick starts responding. I just came.It was going down. Now the panties are on and it perks right up again.What's. One hand appeared to be on his cock. The other behind his head. I tried to sleep again. I had just dozed off when I felt it. He had removed his hand from behind his head and used it to play with himself. His other hand had found my hard cock. I shivered. He said, "Don't worry! I won't hurt you." He leaned toward and kissed me, a long lingering kiss. He threw the covers back and changed positions. He was on his side now and he took my throbbing prick into his mouth. He wasn't clumsy. . A. before heading back just after lunchtime on Friday, getting me back in Miami around nine-thirty on Friday night.While I was in L.A., aside from working, Jill split her time between Callan and Malcolm. Wednesday nights stayed as one of Jill’s ‘Malcolm nights’, but with me now away on Thursday nights, instead of being in our family home Jill spent Thursday night sleeping over at Callan’s.When we’d gradually morphed into this new schedule, I’d tried to persuade Jill (and through her Malcolm) to.