Patricia proved to be a cheerful, five foot three blond, who despite her forty years on this planet, seemed to have the energy of a teenager. She was ...ndlessly patient with children, but could rise to the occasion when a party of twenty decided to descend on our little resort for a party dinner.During the slow periods when we were preparing for the dinner service, Patricia and I slowly exchanged the stories of our lives. I tried to tell her little, but she soon realized that I had issues. On his return, Tony sat on the bed, but before having a chance to turn, Rhotwyn draped an arm over one shoulder at the same time as placing her chin on the other. She then whispered, ‘Good Morning. Thank you for last night my perfect and cuddly bear’. As she chuckled his cheeks with her thumb and forefinger.Then with a frown on his face, Tony uttered, ‘Sorry sweetie, I should’ve pulled out before unloading’.Rhotwyn’s response was to give him a delightful smile of joy and success, before adding,. He nursed at my breasts like a little baby until my nipples tingled. Then he worshiped my pussy. I say worship because he too was a virgin and we both knew what a sacrifice was being made. He kissed the outside of my pussy and all up and down my legs, he kissed my slit from top to bottom, and then he parted my pussy lips and tongued everything inside until I was ready. I had never been that wet and juicy before in my life. Then he very carefully inserted his cock into me. My hymen had been gone. Of course I wasnt sure it was you but if it was, what would be the obvious thing for you to do next, knowing where I was going to be for the next half hour? She put a finger to her cheek as if trying to solve a really difficult puzzle. I know, go round to my flat. Right? So I rang nice Mrs Melchett who lives in 25, said I was expecting a parcel and would she look out for the postman. And when I got home, what did Mrs M say? The postman didnt come but a nice man in a suit called but I didnt go.