From the moment my lover led me into the well appointed room, laid me back against the tufted cream bedspread, and pressed my body deep into the crush...of pale velvet throw pillows, it didn’t strike me as the sort of bed to which a cosmopolitan and fashionably modern male escorts his clandestine lover for an impromptu, undercover and hopefully uninterrupted week of mind bogglingly self-indulgent mutual gratification. Perhaps it’s simply my personal brand of perversion, but the questioning glint. Hailey moaned loudly as she always did she loved to talk when she is getting fucked and holding tight against me breast I saliva running down between her cheek and my right breast her hand fondling my left, Elise handed my a small glass dildo and with a few sucks from her mouth I placed it at Hailey’s ass. Elise stopped and Hailey’s cries grew louder now begging Elise to fuck her but now I whispered again to Hailey her moans still growing she began to push back and rocked onto Elise’s toy,. She picked up a white cotton tank top and put it on. Her hard nipples could easily be seen through the thin white material. Next she stepped into a short denim skirt and pulled it up. She tucked the tank top in the waist band and fastened the little belt. She smoothed out the fabric then turned to face away from me. She leaned forward placing her hands on her knees, can you see anything she asked me. I said just the bottoms of your butt cheeks. She said my pussy doesn't show. I said no. She. She could feel her own breasts aching. They felt constricted in her bra. She could feel her own nipples throbbing with arousal, boring into the bra cups like two over heated thimbles. She was aware of the thin material of her cotton panties, which seemed to be baked onto the secreting fluids of her aroused vagina. She groaned.At that moment her husband motioned to her to take over. Quickly he got off the bed and kneeled in front of their daughter. He took his hands and placed them on the inside.