30 baje ma unka ghar pahunch gaya unka pati kahin programme ma gaya hua tha vo khana vana kha kar free ho chuki thi ma hum dono unka bad room ma chala...gaya maina room ma jata hi unko picha sa pakad lea or kiss karna laga or chuchio ko dabana laga jab ma uski chuchi daba raha tha uska muh sa mithi mithi aah aahhh aaahhh ki awaj aa rahi thi maina unko bad pa dhakal deya or unka upar chad gaya or unka lips chusna laga kabhi papio ko chushta vo bhi puri mast hona lagi thi sath sath chuchio ko daba. He started to caress it and sliding it up my skirt. I parted my legs and he slid up to my pussy lips and he rubbed me through my pantyhose which was now soaking wet. Jonas said he was renting a room in a near motel.When we got there, Victor sat down on a chair, as Jonas and I stood and hugged and kissed for a while. My loving husband got up behind me and undid my blouse and my skirt. I stayed there on my feet, wearing only my crotchless pantyhose and my high heels.I got on my knees as the black. "Nicole looked up and saw it was Commander Murphy who had spoken. "Yes sir?" If you wouldn't mind Miss Dews I understand that you haven't yet completed all of your check-in." He said sarcastically."Sir?" You haven't cleared medical with the ship's doc." Oh! Well no sir I haven't, at least not yet." Well see that you take care of that today, is that understood Ensign?" Yes sir!" But Nicole didn't take care of checking in that day, nor on the next day because she just couldn't bring herself to. Simone texted first thing this morning begging me to work my day off. She finally moved things on with the masseur working the next tent and last night saw them fucking indulgently for the first time - and second and third. Simone’s message didn’t hold back.I was in a dry spell by choice, focusing on using these weeks at The Wild Woman Festival to get stronger and fitter with daily swimming in the lake, yoga, and making the most of some incredible workshops when I wasn’t working. But I’d be.