Her husband Frank had been a big, strong man who dwarfed the tall, slender Marcy. And as gruff as he could be he was highly attentive to Marcy and her...occasionally nutty needs.A few months ago Marcy's husband, Frank, had passed away. Marcy missed him a lot and in many ways. One of those ways was sexually. Despite his gruff ways one of the ways in which he was attentive to her was sexually.I remember one evening when Denise and I had gone over to their house to enjoy dinner and some card. The key had cost me forty Euros, too much for the hotel but it made them forget about IDs.Bianca, fed and bladder relieved from a visit to the restaurant bathroom, followed me down the dimly lit hall. There was a musty smell to the hotel, mouldy. The door opened to a very small room and one bed. We both contemplated our unfortunate fate. It was shabby and barely clean.With a shrug, I justified it. "It's only for one night."I was in the one bed when Bianca emerged from the bathroom. I didn't. “Do you want to stay?” she asked softly. “I could play more, or...”I waited, wondering if she’d complete the thought, but also wondering what I would do if she did. There was a giant, insurmountable problem of which she probably wasn’t aware, and her personality, behavior, and bashfulness gave me serious pause about whether she’d have even considered an STD test. There hadn’t been a time to raise the issue, and now I might be in a tough bind. Of course, there was also Kara’s usual comment that. At first she was just stroking his penis, just like Ricky was stroking his, but then the guy put his penis in her pussy and started stroking in and out. Everything was right there on the screen in plain view!I had never been so turned on in my life. My hand immediately found it's way under my nightie and inside my instantly wet panties, and I started stroking my soaking, dripping slit, mesmerized at the sight of Ricky stroking himself while watching the couple on the screen.My fingers left my.