I thought I did something wrong and was about to ask when I felt his tongue again. I shook with anticipation. I didn't have to wait long. I felt two f...ngers pressing against my butt hole. Reaching back, I spread my cheeks as wide as I could. You like that don't you, Mark said softly. I laid smiling. A little discomfort, and he was in me. My heart pounded as he moved in and out of me. My dick was so hard it hurt. Stroking my dick in time with his other hand, it felt like I was fucking myself. I. ”“God, I’m real sorry for startling you there, my man,” I offered up to our waiter.“Yes, I’m sorry, too,” Colleen quickly added. “Is there anything we can do to help?”“No, guys. Honestly, this happens fairly regularly. Just not from that kind of high pitched shout.”I was blushing big-time after listening to our waiter’s description for my prior cry. When Colleen turned back towards me, I felt her left hand gently pat me on my ‘abused’ chest, and saw a sultry-like smile creep across her. ." Tommy whispered as he approached arocking chair near the door. The chair was covered in dust, but otherthan that it looked like it was new. Even stranger was the fact thatthere was an identical chair on the opposite side of the room. "Thesechairs look way newer than all of this other stuff..." Hey, check her out," Paul said as he motioned over Tommy. On a smallnightstand by the bed was a framed photo of a woman. She had blonde hairand was wearing a bikini that looked like it was from the. "Come in."Ellen opened the door, her eyes widened and she gasped slightly as she saw Miranda lying on the bed wearing only a satin robe which was partly open revealing all of her shapely legs and lots of cleavage."Perhaps I should come back another time," stammered the housewife, beginning to retreat."No, please come in," voiced Miranda, smiling coyly, her arm brushing the robe and briefly exposing pubic hair."Sit here, next to me," she said, the words half imploring, half commanding.Ellen sat.