He rubbed it a bit before he pushed it inside me a little“mmmmm.... that's a nice little hole... not too tight to cause problems, but tight enough t... make this fun...”I myself was now rock hard as well and getting eager to go further. The finger in my butt felt soo good while I was massaging his big cock and it must have shown...“my room nr is 57, when your decent enough to get out, go there and wait for me if you want”he removed his hand from my pants and squeezed my cock teasingly....“that's. The smell was rubber, not chocolate. I had never imagined itwould smell like this.My fingers made marks in the dust as I straightened it out. There was ashort black nylon zip at each shoulder, and some sort of shapedarrangement at the bottom that looked like an obscenely large pair oflabia.I had never before seen anything like the rubber garment in the box, orthe outfits the women wore on the porno channel. I had never imagined Icould like women who seemed to have no hair - though that was just. . basically to enjoy their hospitality and then enjoy them both. However we needed to go into town during the day so as it was nice we planned a trip to the shopping centre.Paul(a) wanted to go dressed but thought it could be a bit of a problem so chose a pair of stretch jeans and white tee shirt, with panties and bra underneath, plus a pair of ankle boots. I followed suit, bra, thong, white tee shirt and skin type jeans with 4" high stiletto ankle boots.We arrived in town and found a car. I came around a little a couple of times after the bypass surgery that saved my life. I wasn't fully conscious but I knew whose hand was holding mine. And when I did wake all the way up Sharon was asleep in a chair beside the bed with her head resting on the mattress where I could touch her hair. And I thought how lucky I am to have her and how beautiful she is and it hit me. When was the last time I told her those things? Oh sure when we were dating and when we were newly-weds, but in the last.