“Sorry Joe. But I get damned frustrated getting no pussy!” he defended himself, wiped his cock with some towel roll and returned it to his underpa...ts. “Okay by me, Isaac. It,s just the control needs you to call them to sort out your pay query!” I relayed to him, still feeling strange after what I,d witnessed. I turned and made my way back to reception, the sight of Isaac beating his big cock repeating in my imagination and realised I was extremely turned on,so much that when Isaac rang control. After the shower, I walked back towards Michael and Lynn's bedroom where I could hear them talking. They were both sitting at the head of their bed talking about a friend of theirs. I sat at the foot of the bed and we began to get caught up. For some reason, the quick beating of my heart didn't slow down like it normally would. There was something about the way Lynn was looking at me that kept the excitement going.We talked for a good amount of time, but as sometimes happens on a lazy weekend. "As soon as Britney had discarded her own clothes, she unbuckled her mother's pants, while her mother took off her shirt. Brit pulled the pants from her mother's hips, and threw them behind her. Britney's mother spread her legs, exposing her panty covered crotch to her daughter. The cotton was virginal white, apart from the damp spot all along her slit."Can you smell it, Britney? Can you smell how hot and horny your mother is for you?" I can, but I could smell it even better if I could smell. Seeing my inquisitive look she just smiles that impish smile and says;“Later” Grabbing her handbag and room key she is gone out the door. She returns 45 minutes later with a package the size of an A4 notebook. More intrigued than ever I ask what she has:“Wait”We are booked into the hotel restaurant for dinner and time is getting away fast. Jenny slips out of her shorts and top. Standing in her panties she says “Time to clean up and get dressed for dinner hon. Come wash my back for me”. I follow.