“So you think my husband is lucky, eh?” Krissy said as she began to ease down his shorts.“You are a gorgeous little thing,” the old guy said... kicking his shorts off to one side.Looking across the room at me, the guy said, “You really are a lucky bugger, mate!”“I think you’re about to find out,” I replied, and raised a bottle of beer to him.Krissy had dropped to her knees and was pulling gently on the guy’s cock. Moments later he was fully erect.For an old dude he was packing a bit of a. And, supposedly, older women were more orgasmic. He imagined pulling on her long silver hair as they fucked doggie-style and she came and came on his hard dick.Then he thought of Tamara, his buxom, younger co-worker. The involuntary surge in his cock told him Tamara was the fantasy he would finish with.~ ~ ~Marian excitedly arranged herself. She had replaced her now broken birder glasses with a new pair of high-powered Zeiss binoculars, complete with tripod. She’d pulled a club chair from her. Several of the hunters came over to the table just as we were finishing.“You are a long way from Washington or France - you must be lost,” one of them said.“No, I’m not lost. Just inspecting our property and planning on improvements we are going to make,” I said.“Am I to understand that you own this hotel?” he asked.“The hotel and everything you can see - as far as you can see - in any direction you look from the roof,” I said.“You do not recognize me, do you?” he asked.“No I am afraid not,” I. I did the same and went to the room crawling. He said, “Good girl.” And asked me to come up on bed lying on the back. As soon as I lay down he started slapping me for not meeting him sooner.It was around 30-40 slaps around my body. He didn’t make me count it. And then he took my legs up. And started fucking me roughly. I was literally very wet after all this. I was moaning loudly. So he said to stay quiet or else I have to deal with punishment.But staying quite was very difficult. I tried for a.