" Shannon and Julia snapped their heads around to look at Yvonne, then looked meaningfully at each other. Yvonne went in the bathroom and returned rat...er quickly, wrapped in one of the giant towels. The three of them shared some sporadic conversation, but mostly companionable silence. Yvonne grew noticeably more nervous as it got later, asking the time on several occasions.It was after seven when Shannon suggested, "We've been in here quite a while. We'd better get out now." Oh, I want to stay. ‘Sometimes out to dinner, sometimes a movie, sometimes a play, sometimes a drive up into the mountains…’ ‘This time, it will be something a bit different,’ I had said. ‘You’ll need to pack an overnight bag.’ ‘It isn’t camping, is it?’ ‘No,’ I had replied with a laugh. ‘No camping.’ As the door to the suite locked behind me, I set the suitcases down, smiling to myself as I watched my fiancée slowly move around the front room, admiring everything, touching everything, opening everything.. Shethen told me to lie down on the bed, and tied my arms and legs tothe bed. She said "You are one hot little bitch, I can't wait foryou to get fucked". She told me how horny she was, and climbed onthe bed, pulled down her panties and mine, and climbed on my harddick. She rode me until we both came. She then climbed up onto myface, and made me clean all of my jizz out of her snatch. Sherubbed her pussy all over my face until she had another orgasm.When she was finished, she rolled off the bed,. Went to med school.”“Nice!”“Yeah, we got the standard stuff out the way,” remarked Casey.“So, it seems,” confirmed Russell.“Shall I just call you ‘Rev. Mack’?”“Oh! My bad. I’m Russell. Or Russ.”“I like ‘Russell’! It screams ‘brut and Braun’.”“You flatter me.”“That’s the plan.”Russell blushed, “It’s gettin’ a li’l warm in here.”“I bet it is,” Casey placed his hand on top of Russell’s.Russell cleared his throat awkwardly.“So, let’s go beyond the surface details. When was the last time you fucked.