I&hellip, umm&hellip, err&hellip, Simon stuttered. Enough I snapped, pretending to be angry. I picked up the phone. Ill dial Mrs. Cahill first. Wendy ...ill be disgusted. He unbuttoned his shorts and dropped them immediately. His cock was a little hard. Not fully, but clearly this was turning him on a little. Off. Lose the shoes and the pants all together. What fucking good are they around your ankles anyway? As he slipped them off, I walked slowly into the other room. I sat down on the recliner,. I spread her ass cheeks and got a good rhythm. We both had to be quiet as the next wall over was the ladies locker room, and the walls were thin. At this point i was feeling rather confident so i pulled out my phone, which had a shitty camera on it and tried filming her ass. She realised what i was trying to do, and tried to stop. I said i'd put it away but she was still trying to stop me filming, but before she could my cock swelled inside her and i pumped her with an impressive load. She was. It wasn’t until I got into my taxi to the airport, that I realised that I didn’t know their names. Ah well.The queue to check-in at the airport was once again, thanks to a first class ticket short, and once I was through security I settled down in the first class lounge to wait for my flight to be called. The first class lounge on concourse B is excellent, there’s showers, a self-service bar and a running buffet. While there I tried soft pretzels for the first time, they were excellent. The. She was freshly shaved and had no hair on it. Her pussy was quite pink for an Indian but what the hell, it was an added bonus for me. Her pussy tasted divine and I was eating it up like a hungry man who hasn’t eaten anything for a while. I could feel her getting close to cum so I started licking her rapidly and she cummed in my mouth. We finished our shower, dried ourselves and came back to bedWe decided against wearing any clothes for the day, and soon after we were back on each other in 69.