So many hands caressing my breasts and tugging on my rock hard nipples, that I lost track of numbers and time. I felt fingers sliding between my ass c...eeks and sliding gently around my labia as my heart raced and I gasped for air. I felt my stockings slowing being slid off, as someone was tying my hands together with a soft rope of some kind. Tongues started to replace some of the hands. Licking me everywhere, lapping my breasts, playing in my ears, licking my inner thighs. I felt hands. Juices leaked out of me, dripping down to my ass and soaking the bed.My breasts rose and fell as his strong hands planted on my thighs. He caressed up and down them, his hands feeling so much like his father’s. They were large, his fingers strong. He let out a growl. My fourteen-year-old son darted his head down.He pressed his mouth into my pussy. His tongue flicked out. The pleasure surged through me as he licked and lapped at my twat. His tongue darted through my folds. He lapped at me,. I got myself all set up, set down my towel. I took off my swimsuit to avoid tan lines leaving my body completely naked other than my favorite silver necklace I always wore. Rubbed my coconut smelling tanning oil all over my body and I began to lay down on my stomach listening to my ipod when I realize that the gate is open and Max is 12 inches from me, staring me in the face.“Nice Max, please go away” I say as I slowly get up and prepare to push max off my deck. Max barks angrily towards me.. She had never even thought about it before and had always felt it was something to be done quietly under the covers with as little noise as possible. Well, it certainly hadn't been done that way last night by Monique and that man. They had gone at it like they had been performing for General DeGaulle himself.Jean looked at her watch. She still had forty-five minutes to check out of the hotel and get down to the train station. It should be just right. She closed the suitcase on the bed and rang.